what REALLY went on inside the temple. I would have continued to imagine it being something SPECIAL. My younger sister who is JACK Mormon, still posts things on fb about liking the temple, is very defensive towards my attitude about the temple, etc., AND she lets Mormons hijack her relationship with her parents by telling her things like "I felt your mother in the temple today." I'm like, "Bullshit."
I realized not so very long ago that the temple was one of, it not the biggest disappointments of my life. I based so many of my life choices on a temple marriage.
It was truly one of the most ridiculous experiences I've ever had. BUT I know myself well and I would have always thought everyone was lying. I had to see it for myself.
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I would like to be there in person but remain invisible for the whole show. But being dead dunked was bad enough when I was a kid. I'd have hives and palpitations if I suffered to be under the judgmental eyes of a pack of sharp-tongued TBMs for such a long exacting ordeal.
The last time was the worst, though. Doing sealings. Someone else posted recently about their experience doing sealings to an old lady while he was about 20 years old. He described what I felt. That was the most bizarre thing I ever participated in even though it sounds benign compared to the endowment.
Every time I went, there was some old bitch correcting everything I did. Just like the old bitches we dealt with doing baptisms.
I should say that, of course, Big Love didn't show the whole endowment, but it still brought back the feelings of bizarre to me. Watching that, I couldn't believe I didn't SEE it that clearly when I was there. I just think you are in shock. I guess we could use the statement Elder Berry brought up yesterday or the day before about something, something embrace? Sorry I can't remember the words. Go enough to the bizarre temple and you eventually embrace the insanity.
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cl2 Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I > guess we could use the statement Elder Berry > brought up yesterday or the day before about > something, something embrace?
After dead dunking one time, I knew I would NEVER set foot in a temple again.
Wet clothing contest with Pervy old men around... super!
Graven images: Jacuzzi on top of oxen?
Vain repetition: I hereby confirm you in the name of bla bla, and bla bla, and bla bla...
All I felt the whole time was the creeps, and shame that my family belonged to this lunacy, and dread that I was expected to get married in one of these ugly freak show bldgs, and wear super secret underwear...
I NEVER wanted to wear those ugly things. The first summer I spent in Utah as an adult confirmed how uncomfortable it would be. I don't know how my RM roomies suffered that indignity, but i guess that's what cult indoctrination does.
It was a relief to know I could wear what I wanted when the realization TSCC was a fraud dawned on me. I didn't have to spend my 20s wearing frumpy clothes and could wear cute, sexy, and fashionable outfits.
Growing up in a Mormon only town, seen many people wearing the garments. I always said,, never. They was ugly, nasty and always smelled. Never did understand the reasoning behind them.
saucie Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I'm glad I went to the temple one time because it > satisfied my curiosity about it. The whole experience has > given me laughs for years. It's like a bad B movie or worse sorta like "Plan nine from outer space" or "Attack of the Killer Tomatoes". Shallow and stupid and barely entertaining. > > As for the garmies.... I wore them until got hot > in the summer and I was pregnant.... that was enough. ************************************************************** Hey, don't forget my favorite, "Night of the Lepus"! My mom was in the hospital one time after a operation and that movie came on and she laughed so hard she busted her stitches. Owwww!!!
The StalkerDog™ Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > saucie Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > I'm glad I went to the temple one time because > it > > satisfied my curiosity about it. The whole > experience has > > given me laughs for years. It's like a bad B > movie or worse sorta like "Plan nine from outer > space" or "Attack of the Killer Tomatoes". Shallow > and stupid and barely entertaining. > > > > As for the garmies.... I wore them until got > hot > > in the summer and I was pregnant.... that was > enough. > ************************************************** > ************ > Hey, don't forget my favorite, "Night of the > Lepus"! > My mom was in the hospital one time after a > operation and that movie came on and she laughed > so hard she busted her stitches. Owwww!!!
Hey StalkerDog... thanks for the heads up... I never saw that
I've only been out a month and my garments are still sitting in a pile in my closet. I need to throw them away. I won't burn them out of respect for my TBM DW. I'm so glad I don't have to wear uncomfortable Masonic undies anymore!
Congratulations... I really respect the people who take the stand and leave even though they stand to loose so much because of family, friends or they live in Utah. I have grown to look up to you. It really takes alot...
I never got to wear garments- thank god. However, I hated going to the temple to do baptisms. We had to travel to DC from NJ so that commute sucked. The worst was when it was a youth ward activity- b/c without fail, it always happened during that time of the month. Wearing white and getting that thing... worst feeling ever.
I do recall being sealed to my parents. Not sure why since my parents were married in the temple long before I was born but whatever. I was about 13 when I had to trek through the building and though it was pretty neat... until I saw my parents in their garb. Must say that was the first time I started having questions. I had always heard how amazing the temple was and until then I had only seen the baptismal font and there were my parents dressed in goofy clothing. Not so inspiring after all. I kept wanting to giggle but held my composure. Since the, I never really had a desire to visit those rooms again.
I feel the same way, as knowing me, I'd have more problems with garments as I have a sensory issue when it comes to tags, lace, and seams in some places. To me, tagless panties are a Godsend as I don't have to cut out tags in order to be comfortable. Another reason I'm glad I never wore garments is that I'm the type of woman who must wear 100% cotton or I get infections.
Even though I never wore garments, once I left Mormonism, I found that I couldn't stand white underwear so I started buying more colorful underwear and now I like being able to pick a particular color and style to wear every morning after my shower. The only style I don't wear is a thong type because it's a permanent wedgie for me, and I love being able to decide not to wear that or any other style I don't like.
Well, Cheryl - I wore those dang things for 25 years. Covered up my then-sexy long legs. Covered up my porn shoulders (love that term!), too. Within 5 days of learning the truth, off they came. My porn shoulders love the sun, and hot weather isn't nearly so miserable as it was for those 25 years.
Wish I'd never worn them, but I think I appreciate that much more NOT wearing them now.
Glad, also, to no longer be wasting my time doing faux masonic rituals in the large, and spacious Mormon buildings.
Same here, I wore them for 10 years. Makes wearing shorts and tanks so much sweeter, but I regret that I covered up my then lovely body in stupid capris and t shirts.
The temple is what led to questioning in the first place. Everything about the temple, from the admittance process to the requirements, is what ultimately led me out. I guess in a small way I'm sort of glad I experienced it for myself; it was the weirdest experience of my life and I don't think I'd get how weird and creepy it was by just being told.
I graduated from BYU as a member of the Aaronic priesthood...one of the very few males that graduated and didn't wear them things---ever...and only went to one dead dunk-o-rama. That experience was enough for me...
Exactly the same here. I am so glad that I got out when I did without that trauma. I got out because I didn't want to go on a mission, which was terrifying to me, but I had no idea how goofy the temple was at the time, nor how goofy the garments and temple clothes were.
But I did! I'm glad I had the full experience, because it helps to solidify my conviction that Mormonism is bogus. I can say now that I didn't miss anything that would have convinced me that it was true.
I only went to the temple for dead dunkings, several times. It was always stupid.
I never wanted to wear garments. They were ugly & looked like there was no possible way they could ever fit. It doesn't matter that I'm a jeans & t-shirts kind of person. I was not going to ever wear them.
In some ways I wish I had gone to the temple. I think I would have left sooner if I had. My brother went and it broke his shelf.
I never had any desire to go to the temple. The main selling point of the temple was being sealed to your family. I did NOT want to spend eternity with my family, LOL!
I'm glad I never wore garments. That was the main thing that dampened my desire to ever go to the temple. And yet there are people out there who don't think Mormonism is a cult. That's a real stumper.
I did do baptisms for the dead once. The next time a temple trip came up, I begged out. It was so boring I couldn't imagine enduring that again, let alone the whole day of driving it took to get there and back.
And I loved how no one brought up the fact that if you were on your period, you wouldn't be allowed into the baptismal font, until we all got there. It would have been nice to know that well before making the long-assed drive for no reason. Mormons are so thoughtful that way.