Posted by:
Holy Diver
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Date: May 05, 2017 03:31AM
Upon reading some I'm so thankful to have found a community of people like me. My first strong emotional memory (besides spiritual tickles[as my mom called them]when I was a tot) was sitting in the bishops office when he asked me if I had a testimony of Joseph Smith as a prophet and then a testimony of the true church. That moment I remember there was such a resounding "I don't know" in my head, but I had a have never been able to make friends that easily (hell, I still have a problem with it now) and the only kids I thought were my friends were in the church. Afraid of being ostracized by the kids who had already been baptised, I made a decision that has caused me great deal of strife over the church ever since. Being a male I was expected to go on my mission, the thought of which had always petrified me. Call me a godless heathen, but wasting two years of life on spreading a message I didn't think of fondly. I got a job just to get a job as a jr in highschool, my parents expected me to save the money I had worked hard for on a two thousand dollar journey they expected me to take, of course, I didn't save a dime. Then just before I turned eighteen, the missionary age had been lowered to eighteen. My plan to escape my parents and their zealous home had been moved up a year. I didn't understand then the emotional strain my parents must have gone through when they discovered I hadn't ​saved up a penny then that I never had wanted to serve in the first place. A fight ensued and I was kicked out... Eventually, they kind of understood. And I was able to move back in with them, to help pay bills. Anyways... I just wanted to thank you guys for giving me a sense of belonging and plenty of material on how to deal with serious Mormons (my parents) hahaha