I'm new here, but I feel your pain. I know this is a late post as well, I just wanted to let you know that honestly, there's nothing to be ashamed of. People have done things in desperate times in order to protect the things they love. Sometimes, these actions are wrong in their practice, but good in their principle. A great deal of things are done with good intentions, or out of fear. We are all human, and we all make errors. Your parents are very likely a product of their time; I'm not religious myself, though I once was, long ago, and I know that a religious upbringing can be stressful. In a lot of cases, there are those who believe in the 'letter' of a faith, and those who believe in its message, and its 'spirit'. The ones who only believe in the letter can be judgmental, harsh, and destructive to others who don't believe the same as they do. Those who follow the letter but believe in the spirit I find are warmer, and often have a view of what they think is right, but also have a live and let live view in their heart. You sound like someone who has the spirit of their faith rather than just the letter, whereas your father sounds more like a letter of the faith believer, These two ways are often hard to reconcile.
It's clear you want to protect and care for your loved ones, and feel a great deal of pressure from the family of your loved one..but the world was intent on crushing you in its own way. Between people, situations, hard times, and the like. And whether you believe in God, or the cycle of Karma, or what have you, one thing can be said. The times grow hardest before they look up. The fact is, while you may have done something foolish with good intentions, it seems like the price you paid was small compared to what others might have, and that shows that someone, or something, knows you didn't deserve to be beaten into the ground entirely. When the weight of the world is on you, turn to what you believe, and do what you love. But always remember this. No matter what your upbringing, what's most important is to be true to yourself. It's sad your father is being the way he is, but your life is chosen by you. When you die someday, it will be you that answers to your God, not your father. Remember that your life is your road. Even when you encounter bumps on it, like the ones you've had, follow your instincts. Follow your heart. Not what you're told by someone who's so far removed from you mentally and emotionally that doing so would result in endless pain for you.
Keep the people you love, like your boyfriend, close, and cultivate what you have. Love is important in today's world. We desperately need more of it. When you've lost your way, there's always a door out to a better place. You're not a terrible person. You're just one person who made a mistake as many before you have. Keep moving forward, where there's a hand to help pull you up. What his mother thinks, what your father thinks; remember, they will be who they are. Instead of worrying about how they judge you, just pray for their eyes to be opened, and that whatever transgressions against you they've made, that whatever or whoever watches, that they be forgiven.Armor yourself in who you are, who you want to be, and no weapons from the tongues of others will do you harm.
This is a song I love from years ago. I think it suits the situation well; the transition from despair to hope, and even if you're aimless, you have someone to share it with.
can you hear the calling of the raving wind and water?
we just keep dreaming of the land 'cross the river
we are always on the way to find the place we belong
wandering to no where, we're paddling
down the raging sea
who can cross over such raving wind and water?
on the rolling boat we sit, shivering with coldness
come by an island, come by a hillock,
it's just another place, we paddle on
down the raging sea
but in one morning we'll see the sun
bright shining morning dew singing
they who will search will find the land
of evergreen
search for the light..light
can you hear the calling of the raving wind and water?
we just keep paddling down the sea, up the river
no destination, but we are together
in the silent sadness we're paddling
down the raging sea
down to no where