Posted by:
freedmind
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Date: February 03, 2015 11:20PM
Hello there, everyone! I've been lurking here for several months now and have decided I might as well start posting. My story is common amongst the ranks here. I was BIC. My mother was also born into the church, but my dad was a convert, mostly so he could marry my mom. I grew up as the ideal TBM, going to primary, working my way into priesthood when I turned twelve, giving plenty of talks in front of my ward, and even managing to (somewhat begrudgingly) survive early-morning seminary throughout high school. While I had my doubts as I aged, I always accepted that "God would explain everything" in the afterlife. Then in my senior year of high school my testimony took a dump. I hadn't read the BoM in ages, I had stopped praying, I HATED waking up at 4:45 in the morning to go to seminary, and I started questioning the existence of God. During this time I also decided to stop following some of the rules where I could, and began to discover some of the simple pleasures of a free life. All the while, I still planned on going on a mission in the hopes that maybe I would find the answers I was looking for and regain my faith. I decided that instead of going straight on a mission, I'd take a year of college while I decided if it was for me.
That was one of the best decisions I've made. I am still in that first year, and am currently a freshman at ASU (Give 'em hell, Devils!). About a month into school, I had looked up something about missions and stumbled across some topics on this site that were related to it. This wasn't the first time I had seen this site, but it was the first time I actually got on it and read anything. Before I had always thought it was some group founded by the devil himself to lead away the upstanding members of the church. I have found that to be quite wrong. Anyway, after looking around a little, I found a link to the CES letter, which I read with great interest. That really was the key to my apostasy. All of my other questions were of little importance compared to the information in those papers.
After all of this, I decided there was no way I'd go on a mission. But then there was the parent issue. My TBM mother would constantly ask me things about when I was going to start working on mission papers. I had been trying to think of a good way to let her know I wasn't planning on going, but one day she pushed too much and I just let it all out. It sucks to hear your mother say she "failed as a mom" just because you've decided you don't believe the same things as her. But she's accepted it, and only sometimes does things to try to get me to return to the fold. My father has been much more accepting of all of this, especially since he himself has had some of the same questions as me. His only concern was that it was my non-member girlfriend who changed my mind, but once he was convinced it was all my own decision, he's been fine with it. Now I'm just living life as an exmo, and have managed not to become the demon spawn the church leads you to believe everyone who leaves must be. It has been weeks since I've been to church, which feels great. All those members of my ward who thought I was their golden boy must be wondering where I've gone... Haha