Posted by:
lostgirl
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Date: December 30, 2010 02:53AM
I'm a college freshman, currently home in Utah on Christmas break. I'm the 6th of 7 siblings in a what I'd call an uber-LDS family. My father has always been in the Bisphoric. I'm the first of my brothers and sisters *not* to attend BYU. All my older siblings have served missions, temple married, started families in their 20s...
I grew up in a Mormon glass bubble, socializing almost exclusively in my ward/family. I can't say I questioned the church much. When I got into a name brand school on the east coast, my parents agreed to let me not attend BYU. On move in day, I was the only one on my floor who didn't have family along with them. I flew across the country and got set up in an unfamiliar city alone, because my parents and siblings were tied up with church activities or babies. Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, because they surely would've been uncomfortable with my biracial neighbor whose parents were helping him hang rainbow flags on his door.
Basically, in September I got an ice bath in diversity, intellectualism, and the world outside the Utah Mormon enclave. One thing that really got under my skin was that I felt like compared with my classmates who are all non-Mormon from various states and countries, I had somehow completely missed my intro to adulthood. They'd gained so much knowledge and responsibility from being able to do or at least discuss things Mormons deem taboo. And they seemed so much more well spoken than anyone from my life in Utah. By comparison I felt like an unknowing, stupid child.
Over fall break I went to stay at the house of a classmate who lived within driving distance, and that's when the tables turned. I could go on and on about her liberal, Catholic family, the first non-Mormons I'd stayed overnight with. It was honestly like a fairytale awakening type experience staying with them for 3 days. They were so sincere and so cool. Just seeing the caring, mature way they all spoke to each other made me start to see the Mormons I'm familiar with in a sort of deficit light. I went to church with her family, and I was completely blown away. I thought it was beautiful and uplifting, and after having heard a trained Priest speak... wow, major difference. This probably sounds naive and unspecific, but I don't want to launch into a boring 2000 word fangirl tribute to a friend's family :)
In summary: that evening I had a cappuccino, and I promptly stopped attending church. By December, I had come to view Mormonism as a silly set of prescribed charades. And I started to feel angry about all the time and money my parents have put in, among many other things.
Being back in Utah for Christmas has been kind of... soul crushing. Everything about Mormonism embarrasses and depresses me, but of course I felt obligated to pretend otherwise. I can't begin to imagine even letting on to my family that I don't have a testimony.
That's about it. Probably lame to many here. I'm just wondering if anyone can relate... especially to the feelings of humiliation. I'm so down right now that I turned to the internet. I feel practically embarrassed to exist, embarrassed on behalf of my family. Like I want to runaway, and create an alias that has never been to Utah or heard or Mormons.