Mother Who Knows
Date: January 22, 2018 04:31AM
"Oh well", you are on the right track. I was a single divorced (and abandoned) mother, and very frightened of poverty for me and my dear children. When we were members, my children and I were threatened with being alone forever, separated from our family, and that we would "pass by each other as strangers" for eternity. My Primary children were threatened that they would burn in the second coming, if they did not pay their tithing (on babysitting and paper route money. Real life was scary enough--why make everything worse? After my children and I became inactive, and found out about the lies, and formally resigned, life became gentler, friendlier, and we found love all around us!
When we first became inactive, my fears of abandonment and helplessness were made worse, because all the Mormons in our neighborhood ward shunned me. So did my TBM relatives (though we weren't close, anyway.)
I had what I called "Sunday depression" after my divorce, and the day I walked out of that church for the last time, the depression vanished forever! (I get sad like normal people, but I was never again debilitated and hopeless and oppressed, like I was when I was a Mormon.
I finally "woke up" and realize that the Mormons had never "supported" me and my children. They had never given us unconditional love, because they don't believe in it.
Instead, I have a "professional" support system! The educators who taught me and helped me get my degrees and training for my career, the various people who hired me and my children, doctors, nurses, instacare and ER, fire fighters, police, veterinarians, and RFM! My pets offered me more comfort than any VT's or HT's. A visit to the corner drug store, a question answered by the pharmacist, some cough drops or Advil or a just a roll of life savers worked better for me than any priesthood blessing. When I made enough money, I paid for a good psychiatrist, for help with PTSD flashbacks, anxiety, nightmares, etc.
I asked the psychiatrist for an antidepressant, but what I needed was a tranquilizer (about once a month, if yoga breathing did not help) for anxiety and fear. I never needed an antidepressant, at all. It's best to get a diagnosis from your GP, before he prescribes an antidepressant. If one drug doesn't work, ask if you can try another, and another, until you find something that helps. Don't be discouraged.
Your self-esteem will return, as you learn how the Mormon cult-of-hate has undermined even your love of self. Learning the Truth, and following your heart, is like walking out from a cold cave and into the warm sunshine! It's a brighter world!
Most of the people on RFM will tell you that they are much happier out of the cult!