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Date: August 20, 2011 11:17PM
They didn't say a word. Nothing. Zip. Nada. Which leads me to ask the question: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH MORMONS?
Seriously - I don't want the third degree any more than any of you do. But for all they knew, we were as active as any of them and then, when invited to attend a temple sealing of my husband's little sister, we declined. No explanation. We did go to the wedding breakfast afterward and everyone was as nice and friendly as if we attended the temple ceremony with them. But no one asked us why we didn't - no one seemed at all upset - no one acted like they even noticed.
I guess I should be grateful that the universe is making my exit from Mormonism far less complicated than what I thought it would be. But it still rattles me the way nothing rattles them from their creepy, programmed, Stepford wives lives. Nothing is allowed to disturb their "happy" Mormon bubble. It's family - family we are pretty close to - and no one even acknowledged us. Do they just sit around making up lies about us or are they just so terribly self-absorbed that they don't care what we get up to? It's like My Ward Friends, Part II. My ward "friends" also completely ignored my leaving, never bothered to ask what was going on, just plastered that same idiotic fake-friendly attitude on and cut me loose, while stabbing me in the back by spreading or believing lies about my being offended.
I don't expect everyone to care about me and the ups and downs of my life. But for crying out loud, what happened to the concept of real friends who care about you enough to find out why you made a major life change - or family who cared enough to ask if everything is OK? Mormonism is just a heartless, heartless system that destroys basic human interaction. My non-LDS friends would have cared why we didn't attend the temple wedding. My non-LDS friends asked me what was going on when I suddenly started drinking coffee. They asked me why I started wearing a cross. They listened when I needed to talk about how weird Mormonism was - even when they didn't fully understand. But they cared. And I would have said I wasn't nearly as close to them as my Mormon friends and family but, in a pinch, my less-close non-LDS friends showed loyalty and integrity and caring and those Mormons proved worthless.
Again, I know I probably should be thanking my lucky stars that something I dreaded ended up being so easy but instead I find myself completely deserted by my so-called support system just like in the song "the foolish man built his house upon the sand..."