Posted by:
Breeze
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Date: November 05, 2015 07:57AM
I was BIC, and a good Mormon girl, even after I graduated from graduate school. I started thinking that something was terribly wrong, when I went to the temple to get married. I stayed active in the cult, was an organist and teacher, but just didn't go to the temple, making every excuse possible. I was working to put my husband through school, and I decided not to pay tithing. I read my ancestors' diaries in their own writing, and discovered the fraud, polygamy, and JS's other crimes from the source. I left, in my heart, when I was 25, but kept lying to myself that "JS was only human, and humans make mistakes, bla-bla."
My husband found out that Mormonism is a fraud cult, when we both 27. I still believed, sort of, so we agreed that we wouldn't let the cult come between us--as it had with so many of our young married friends. I would continue to drag the kids to church, and he would stop paying tithing, and didn't have to go to church. My in-laws and most other ward members blamed me for my husband dropping out. I was no longer included in the couples social life. Once I got to church, I never saw the kids, as I rushed to teach the teen-agers in Sunday school (lively discussions!) and play the organ in sacrament meeting, where my kids sat alone. In the meantime, Daddy was having fun at home or at the beach, and we couldn't wait to get home and join in the family fun. We stopped going a year later. My kids went to a Lutheran school through grade school, and to services there at Christmas and Easter, or with friends. No pressure for perfect attendance. They wanted to go to summer Bible school, with kids in the neighborhood.
My children never believed in Mormonism, but they believed in Christ and God. They have always been great kids, happy and successful, very close as a family. When we moved to Utah, my TBM parents and cousins and in-laws convinced that Mormonism was the best way to raise children, so I forced them to go to church with me again, for 8 years. Church was the only thing we fought about. Church was depressing and soul-sucking. The arrogant priesthood leaders constantly over-stepped their boundaries, and usurped my position as parent and head of household. They even broke into our house, and into my sons' bedrooms, and physically forced them to go to church--kicking them and shoving them. The bishop's creepy older son tried to molest my little girl, when she was 10, but I didn't find out about it until years later. She was afraid to tell me. When she finally did, we all resigned together, and are out to stay.
I wish I had never gone back!
Age 26, followed my husband out.
Age 38-46, went back to Mormon church to raise children.
Age 46, kids told me about the Mormon abuse, together
Two minutes later, kids and I resigned.
We have been free for 12 years.
Sometimes, I would take abuse, without complaint, but when the Mormons started to hurt and harass my children, I finally stood up to those creeps!
I wonder if this is perhaps the reason so many young couples with children leave the cult. Enough is enough! They don't want their kids to suffer in the lies and threats and prejudices of Mormonism.