It has been ages since I have updated this blog, and my journey (or this initial part of it) is soon reaching its goal – I have a date for my Beit Din now and it’s less than a month away! I can’t believe how time has flown by and it is over a year ago when I officially begun my journey by starting attending classes at the shul. I am glad that despite all the difficulties I’ve had in the past year, I have not given up and I have persisted in keeping up with my learning and going back to the services after periods of severe anxiety and depression caused me a lot of struggle and days when I could just not function with everyday life.
I want to believe that everything that has happened during the past year has made me stronger, although I usually don’t feel like I am any stronger than before and feel like my whole world is crumbling down. I have felt incredibly lonely, and for a while now I have felt hurt and heartbroken over a man. I have struggled with anxiety at work. Earlier this year a dear friend of mine attempted suicide, which had a major affect on my mental health too. The last few months have been incredibly challenging, and I can honestly say that at my darkest moments Judaism has been the only thing that has kept me going. I have cried and prayed. I have felt like Hashem is not there for me, have felt like I must have done something wrong to deserve all these struggles. I have felt suicidal, but something has pulled me back, and I have clung onto that tiny piece of hope. Often my only comfort has been reciting Moda Ani in the morning, or Hashkiveinu in the evening. At times I have been so tired all I have been able to do has been to whisper ‘Hashem, please help me. Show me that you are there.’ I have tried to tell myself that just like any illness, my depression will pass, that this will not last forever, and that I will feel much better one day. I have set myself small goals. Just hang on until you’ve done this. Don’t worry about how you will feel next month, or the month after, Just take one goal at a time.
I have always felt a lack of purpose in my life, and I think Judaism has helped fill that part. It has given me purpose and hope, when nothing else has felt right or meaningful. Focusing on rituals, like weekly candle lightings, or the preparations for Pesach and adhering to the dietary restrictions provide routine and keeps my mind busy. Those moments help me escape the struggles of everyday life for a little bit, and I feel like I am doing something that has real meaning. I find comfort in those routines, and the light of the Shabbat candles on my window seal provides a glimmer of hope. I don’t know where I would be today without Judaism. Although some people might say I am making my life harder in some ways by choosing to become Jewish, I can’t think that way. Even if that was true, there is no question over whether I have made the right decision. I don’t even ask that from myself. I don’t see Judaism as an option. It’s not an option. For me there are no other possible options.
The thing I worry the most about is whether I will struggle with the sense of belonging. I have always struggled with the feeling of belonging. I have struggled to feel connected to people, and I have always felt like I don’t fit into any groups. This is probably why for me the wish to find a Jewish man and have my own family is so important, and why I am so scared that it’s going to be too difficult. I sometimes feel hopeless because of it. I have had to think thoroughly about what I want from a relationship, and many find it difficult to understand why it is essential for me to find someone who is Jewish. Why am I limiting my options so much and making things harder for myself? But I cannot force myself to do something that does not feel right. I have no interest in meeting a man who is not Jewish. It is not just about religion, it is about the way I live my life, and how my future family is going to live. It’s something I think would be impossible with someone who isn’t Jewish. Yes, I am making it harder for myself, but I cannot force myself to change how I feel about something as important as love and my future family.
I was hoping to have found that special man by now, but my recent experiences have crumbled my hopes. I met someone who I really thought was different. I had no expectations when we first met, but little did I know how strongly I would feel about him a couple of months later. Not only is he Jewish, but the way he treated me and the things I was able to share with him made me feel like it could be something special. Turns out he was not feeling the same way, and I ended up spending months just waiting for nothing. Big part of me has still not given up hoping that in the future, things will be different, that he will feel differently. The fact that he is Jewish makes it all harder, I was really starting to imagine a future with him.
It can feel devastatingly lonely when you can’t explain to someone how important something is to you, or when they don’t have any idea what you are talking about. I think finding Jewish connections will be one of the most important things in the future, and that’s one of the main reasons I have decided to move to London. One of my plans is to find a mental health group that’s aimed for Jewish people. I was lucky enough to meet a Jewish volunteer, who told me about a group she is running in London, and I am sure there will be other groups too. If sharing an understanding of both mental health difficulties and Judaism doesn’t make connecting with people feel easier for me, nothing else will!
In the next weeks leading up to my Beit Din I will be considering possible questions that I might get asked, and I will try to write down my thoughts so that I will have some answers ready, and so I make sure that I have spent a good amount of time planning what I will say. I should receive some example questions from someone who converted soon, so I can hopefully start writing down some answers soon.



