Mom, if you're reading this, please respect my privacy.
This all started because every single night I dream that I'm transforming into a wolf and leaping out my window and into the woods. Since I tell everyone about my dreams, eventually my mentor found out and told me all this stuff about werewolves being evil. I felt really bad and evil and...well, thought about suicide and came very, very close to killing myself. Since I turn into a wolf in my dreams, then that technically makes me a werewolf, so you can imagine how horrible it made me feel when my mom found out about my dreams and started this whole thing about werewolves being evil and possessed by the devil. Where is that in the Bible, I ask??? She said that only demons can change shape and won't listen when I argue that Moses' staff turned into a snake. (She claims that God would never, ever give anyone the gift of shapechanging.) And she made it worse by telling me that she'd kill me if I turned into a wolf to "put me out of my misery." She said that there's no such thing as a good werewolf, and when I said that there were good werewolves, she bit off my head and said that I was only trying to make something that was evil and demonic look good and basically implied that I was being Satanically influenced....
I know that dreams aren't reality, but they are in a way since, dream or not, the "me" in my dreams is still me. I'm terribly depressed and sometimes cry myself to sleep at night...which is hard since I have insomnia and usually can't sleep. My mother is really hateful about this kind of thing and borders on even fanaticism sometimes...she seems to be the kind of person who would bomb an abortion clinic. And I don't want to leave her house until I'm married, which (unfortunately) I'm not yet....please, please pray for me. I don't want the dreams to end as I find them incredibly enjoyable (there's nothing more fun than racing through the woods at full speed), but I don't want to be depressed anymore. I love my mother very much, and she's very good at making me feel...well, evil. Please pray that my depression subsides and that my mother stops attacking me about this...