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Date: March 17, 2018 03:32PM
In re-building my personality, after a lifetime in the Mormon cult, I want to be as normal, moral, loving, and balanced as possible.
I spent years recovering from Mormonism, recovering from childhood abuse, recovering from spousal abuse, trying to repair my destroyed self-esteem, struggling for my rights as a single working mother. I spent way too much time working through past mistakes, and battling the guilt and blame that the Mormons put onto my shoulders--much of this blame being heaped onto me when I was just a little girl. My biggest faults were ignorance and blind obedience. I was an easy victim to the Mormon child abusers narcissists, sociopaths, predators, and money-grabbers in my life. I needed to wrap my mind around the truth, and to understand the dominant role the cult played in my making "bad decisions." Most of them weren't even my own decisions, such as going to BYU, turning down two very wonderful men, and marrying an RM in the temple. I allowed him to beat me for a year, before I finally left him. I didn't value my own life that much--it was all for the cult, for my TBM parents. Psychotherapy helped with my PTSD. RFM helped with dealing with my lifetime of Mormon brainwashing. Knowing the Truth about Mormonism--at last--was what helped me the very most. Thank you, RFM!
I want leave the past in the past, and move forward! I want to stop thinking about past "mistakes," and build on my recent successes! I worked hard to rescue myself and my dear children from an evil cult, and I feel that my children deserve the happiness they have earned! They are great people. We are happy in the present, and have a bright future ahead, except....
I'm still working on feeling good about myself. It is very true that Mormonism robs is victims of their self-esteem, under the guise of making them more "humble", obedient and child-like. Marginalization and shunning has hurt me, and I feel like I don't have enough friends.
How much MORE of my life--how many MORE years--must I throw down the Mormon garbage-hole? How much do I "owe" to my cold and critical TBM parents? Do I owe anything to my old high school friends, who love to remember the "good old days", when I was my TBM older brother's punching-bag? No one rescued me. Must I be forced to recall the times surrounding my painful break-ups which triggered my horror-filled rebound temple marriage to someone I barely knew? Harmless "reminiscing" causes me to have flashbacks.
I have tried to leave my past in the PAST, where it belongs, by remembering only the good times, taking the lessons learned, and moving away from my hometown--physically and mentally. In order to protect my children, I have no contact at all with the worst abusers. Most of the Mormons who used to be stalkers and harassers and gossips have been shunning me for 10 years, since the days my children and I first became inactive, and half of my TBM extended family members don't bother to speak to me, either. These people are gone.
Where do I stop "eliminating" people and events from my past?
I live in Utah, and though I'm resigned from the cult, I am still invited to TBM family reunions, the BYU class reunion, the BYU sports team reunions, neighborhood reunions, parties given by old friends and my ex-husband's family. These are all Mormon-based groups, and mostly couples. (My children don't know their children). Spouses are included in all the reunions, which means I won't know half the people there. I would feel awkward at a sit-down dinner and dancing. I don't know anyone who would enjoy being invited as my escort at one of these events, as they are not fun.
I'm still in contact with some California high school friends, of all religions, married and single, male and female. We see each other once or twice a year, and we e-mail, and send Christmas and birthday cards. I really do care about these people; hence, the e-mails and face-time. These friends want me to fly to California to go to our high school reunion weekend, which includes some fancy parties. They are bringing their spouses. Hotel, cost of the dinners and booze, airfare, etc. would cost around $2,000, but I probably wouldn't want to go, even for free. My parents and siblings are no longer in my hometown, but the horrible memories are. I'm wondering why I feel so obligated to go.
Whoever is in charge of the reunions is pushy for people to attend, and they say that they want "a good turnout" and "support", which implies that I would be letting them down, if I don't attend. Most ask for money (which is necessary), and often I will gladly send them money and a refusal, in order to get them off my back.
The reunions aren't until this summer, but they want "a head-count" right now. I'm just one number in a head-count. The few that I'm still in contact with, will be upset, if I don't go.
Do I owe them? Would a TRUE friend take the trouble to go to the reunions, anyway? Being raised Mormon, sometimes I don't have a clue what real friendship is!
Am I in danger of becoming a recluse, because I would rather stay home and play with my family, or read a good book, or even do my taxes and clean the garage? Maybe Mormonism has rendered me heartless and drained, and incapable of any more "giving."
What's going on?