Posted by:
forestpal
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Date: September 21, 2010 05:13PM
I was silent and scared at first, until all my worst nightmares came true:
--My marriage broke up.
--My inlaws disowned our children, because they were never sealed to them in the temple.
--I lost every one of my neighborhood ward friends, and along with it my support system.
--I was love-bombed, harrassed, and finally shunned.
--My beloved daughter got married in the temple, and is very unhappy,living far away from us, under the harsh control of her TBM husband and his TBM family.
--I no longer feel welcome in the book club, the PTA, at the kids' games (I sit alone), at the Mormon-owned neighborhood grocery store, or any of the other Mormon-dominated places where I used to "belong."
When this happened, I realized that it did no good to remain silent, to be cooperative, to try to keep the approval of the Mormons. They made sure I suffered anyway, as an apostate. They did their worst, and I and the children survived! In fact, we have thrived!
Yes, it is like a breath of fresh air, like a running brook! I am at peace with who I am. I am reconciled with the truth.
You are right, Am I Dark Now (hilarious name!). My words flow effortlessly, now, because they make sense. As a Mormon, I had to struggle so hard to make sense out of nonsense. Now, that barrier is gone, and truth is just truth--and it doesn't have to be spin-doctored, and it doesn't matter how we say it, or who says it. And it feels good to speak the truth!
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 09/21/2010 05:14PM by forestpal.