Let me start off by saying that even as a Protestant I tried not to bash the Catholic church. I enjoyed ecumencial debates, tried to learn what I could, and usually was the one standing up for the Catholic church when Protestants around me said horrible things. That said, it really hurts for the shoe to be on the other foot.
I am really hurting inside by the way my Protestant friends, family members, and even random strangers, are reacting to my conversion.
My parents told me they would be supportive of whatever choice I have made, but (my dad specifically) as the time got closer to Easter and now after, they are constantly debating me and telling me I am wrong. He gets angry that I have to go to Mass every week and said, “What, can’t you just say three Hail Mary’s and that’s good enough?” I enjoy open debate with him (and my sister), but the truth is that even as a Protestant our views were different. I just don’t understand why they allowed me to have “my opinion” as a protestant but as a Catholic they go out of their way to make fun of my church. I cannot get any of them to go to Mass with me, even my mom who says it is “beautiful.”
My best friend was also supportive until I took the leap at Easter. She has been making snide remarks. We used to talk about theology together a lot - now everything I say is just wrong. I feel part of this is that she has started going back to church - one that doesn’t like “organized religion.” But some of her remarks cut deep, except they are just typical protestant rhetoric that I had heard all my life (on the other side).
Then there are strangers I meet. I volunteer, and when other volunteers find out I converted to Catholicism, they shake their heads and “tsk” like it’s such a shame this nice little girl fell into that den of snakes.
I have been praying for a larger Catholic support group - I thought most converts had a support group, but it seems many on this forum are going it alone as well.
I guess the most hurtful thing is my family and roommate. It makes it so awkward to be with them, to have conversations stifled, and such. Sometimes I don’t even want to go home to visit or feel drained after seeing my parents.
Does anyone have any advice? Has anyone been through this - converting all alone?