Date: March 30, 2021 11:48PM
My friend has lived in the same uber-Mormon neighborhood, same ward for 40 years. About ten years ago he began to have doubts. Stopped going to church. Got love bombed, ward teachers up the kazoo. Visits from the bishopric asking about his testimony.
After it became clear he wasn't coming back, people stopped speaking to him. They'd switch sides of the street when walking past his house. Turn the other way in the grocery store. No more cookies on his doorstep.
But he's been a wonderful and resourceful neighbor to everyone. So when any of the neighbors go on vacation, guess who they ask to feed the goldfish, collect the mail, stow the trash cans?
Date: April 02, 2021 09:31PM
Madeguy sums it up....."the unknown can be frightening."
I would even add that the unknown is usually frightening.
So then when there is a church that tells you questioning is only permitted when they say it is permitted, that it is the one true place that has ALL the answers, the boundaries have been drawn and a member is commanded, not just told, that, by gawd, he better stay in the small box which has been drawn for him.
I am glad your friend has you for a true friend. Hang in there for him.