Julieen
October 18th, 2012, 01:30 PM
Hi. First of all I'm a 15 and I'm a Pentecostal girl. I don't know where to write this but I have to let it out. I've tried to ask this on religion forums but most of the answers I get is "your parents are right". I haven't always been very faithfull and never really understood concept of modesty, besides I've always been more of a tomboy, prefering shorts and pants, opposite to my mom who was wearing long skirts since I remember. When I was little my mom was always dressing me up in skirts and dresses to my displeasure, but when I was like 10, I objected so hard that my mom let go and since then there were only pants in my closet. Of course I praise Jesus but the church I'd been attending most of my life didn't have many standards, but recently, my family and I changed to a different UPC church where it's a custom that every lady wears long skirt. My mom asked me to at least wear one to church. So I got a floor length denim 'church skirt' which looks like this
http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/528/churchskirt.jpg/
It had a split in the back but mom sew it down because it was inappriopate as a result the skirt became quite hard to walk in, but it didn't bother me because I was changing back to pants after church. Later though mom insisted that I wear long flowy skirts as an everyday outfit. We had some fight about that and after a while I thought something like "You want me in a skirt? You will have it". First I agreed wearing long skirts but secretly took a scissors and shortened one of them to mini length, I was wearing it under the long one and was changing everytime was away from home. And well there was this incident during early summer when I drank some alcohol with boys but police patrol checked us and parents had to pick me up and well there I was - drunk and 'not really modest'. I was grounded for two weeks and parents said it's about time I start dress and behave like a good modest girl and from this moment only modest clothes for me, at that moment only my denim maxi fitted the standard. I didn't object being restricted to mincing steps for two weeks because I knew I deserved a punishment. Hovewer after two weeks when I wanted to go back to my normal clothes I found out that all my trousers are gone and instead of them there were only maxi denim skirts! My parents said that from now I have to wear them until I live under their roof. So now I'm stuck in floor length denim skirts and neither of them is easy to walk in. Before I was always in a hurry, big strides got me everywhere faster, but not enymore, even though skirts are in shape of A, my stride in them isn't nearly as big as it used to be. Many simple activities like running, climbing or riding a bike became hard or impossible, I can only walk at slow pace with constant 'whoot whoot' sound as my legs keep hitting the skirt material and it's very annoying. My mom keeps saying that I need to behave like a good modest lady and walking with ladylike steps is one of those things as well as sitting with knees together instead cross-legged, so the skirt only forces a good behavior out of me. When the school started I keep getting all the attention since most girls who wear skirts wear them at mini length and here I am walking in a bag. Huge restricting denim bag. My parents know some of the teachers (at least that's what they told me) and asked them to keep an eye for me. If I'm caught wearing something different or hitching up the skirt too much to walk faster I'll be grounded again. To make matters worse the rest of my family praise me that I finally started to look like a daughter of Christ. I know I've made a mistake but I think this too much. I don't know what to do or say to make it like it was before.
http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/528/churchskirt.jpg/
It had a split in the back but mom sew it down because it was inappriopate as a result the skirt became quite hard to walk in, but it didn't bother me because I was changing back to pants after church. Later though mom insisted that I wear long flowy skirts as an everyday outfit. We had some fight about that and after a while I thought something like "You want me in a skirt? You will have it". First I agreed wearing long skirts but secretly took a scissors and shortened one of them to mini length, I was wearing it under the long one and was changing everytime was away from home. And well there was this incident during early summer when I drank some alcohol with boys but police patrol checked us and parents had to pick me up and well there I was - drunk and 'not really modest'. I was grounded for two weeks and parents said it's about time I start dress and behave like a good modest girl and from this moment only modest clothes for me, at that moment only my denim maxi fitted the standard. I didn't object being restricted to mincing steps for two weeks because I knew I deserved a punishment. Hovewer after two weeks when I wanted to go back to my normal clothes I found out that all my trousers are gone and instead of them there were only maxi denim skirts! My parents said that from now I have to wear them until I live under their roof. So now I'm stuck in floor length denim skirts and neither of them is easy to walk in. Before I was always in a hurry, big strides got me everywhere faster, but not enymore, even though skirts are in shape of A, my stride in them isn't nearly as big as it used to be. Many simple activities like running, climbing or riding a bike became hard or impossible, I can only walk at slow pace with constant 'whoot whoot' sound as my legs keep hitting the skirt material and it's very annoying. My mom keeps saying that I need to behave like a good modest lady and walking with ladylike steps is one of those things as well as sitting with knees together instead cross-legged, so the skirt only forces a good behavior out of me. When the school started I keep getting all the attention since most girls who wear skirts wear them at mini length and here I am walking in a bag. Huge restricting denim bag. My parents know some of the teachers (at least that's what they told me) and asked them to keep an eye for me. If I'm caught wearing something different or hitching up the skirt too much to walk faster I'll be grounded again. To make matters worse the rest of my family praise me that I finally started to look like a daughter of Christ. I know I've made a mistake but I think this too much. I don't know what to do or say to make it like it was before.