Posted by:
wildwest
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Date: March 12, 2013 03:22AM
I would like to introduce myself, please call me WildWest, I'm mid thirties, married with three children, live on the Wasatch, and I'm on my way out. I found this website one day while researching the musical 'Book of Mormon' and was excited to find a place I could share my feelings and ask for advice.
My quick story. Upon reaching the age of 12, church sucked. Went on a mission, was shocked to find out TBM's actually thought the BOM and Bible were to be interpreted literally, I spent the first 19 years of my life thinking they were fairy tales with moral purpose but never literal. Returned from my mission, church sucked 10 more years out of me, then I was given a calling that I could tell was a stepping stone to having the church suck it all out of me, forever. I couldn't believe it, people actually tolerate losing 10% of the little they have, losing ~5hrs per weekend to sitting in church leadership meetings, then losing 2 nights a week to more church meetings, plus endless other hoopla. Talk about death spiral. BTW, City Creek Mall was my last straw with the church, seriously, 'lets go shopping'. I can't afford anything there and I'm trying to teach my children that stuff doesn't matter, throw me a bone here...
This got me thinking about the nature of God, what kind of God would want to suck everything out of you and call that happiness, then build a large and spacious mall with my 10%, filled with the slime of consumerism while simultaneously trying to air condition the entire atmosphere above SLC. Well, after 24 months of contemplating God, I figured out God is nothing more than a game used for social control and to be the end-all answer to everything that couldn't be understood for the past 6,000 years of recorded history.
Pretty much, if there is a god, it would only be self serving to pretend to understand it's nature.
I confided in my TBM wife that the end is nigh. I would be happy to attend sacrament with her but the callings, forced participation, 10% B.S. is over with. She freaked, I mean freaked. I think she cried 12 hrs straight. She asked me what happened to me, I told her I took Josephs Smiths challenge, prayed about it, pondered, prayed some more, fasted, paid tithing, said one final prayer, and received the overwhelming spiritual confirmation, just as Joseph did, that none of the churches are true.
She said that it must have been Satan's spirit. I told her no way, it was exactly the same or stronger than the spiritual confirmation that told me to go on a mission. Next, the conversation immediately went to, "Are you cheating on me?", "Are you drinking with the guys after work?". I guess this is typical for a TBM, if you don't believe, you must be some kind of awful sinner. I replied, nope and nope, in fact, I'm more at peace with myself than I have been my whole life. Mental liberation.
Then the conversation turned to faith, and I needed to exercise more of it. Well, I am exercising faith, I have faith in things that make sense.
I watched my father leave the church as a child and that was about as smooth as a nuclear weapon going off (Mom and Dad never did deal with conflict very well). I always told myself, if I do leave I want to ease the pain on my loved ones and friends as much as possible. I'm sure there is some amount of discomfort I will induce in everyone that I cant prevent, but my mother always said 'kill them with kindness' and that's what I want to do in my transition. I've already been able to gain some valued insight from searching others posts.
I now ask for your advice, what did you do in your outing that was inspired, novel, or made the process bearable. Also, If you
relate to my story, please tell. I only have one friend that I can talk this issue face to face with, other than that, I am
bracing myself to be ostracized. I'm really worried my mother is going to meltdown when her only RM joins her husband and other
unbelieving son on the true road to happiness.
-WildWest