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PhoenixMom
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Date: July 17, 2013 07:33PM
Been a lurker for a while...and this board is great. I need to vent. It's been about 9 months since my hubby and I both decided (independently of one another even knowing) that the church was a crock. I had made up my mind a while ago and was just going to make him happy (he was wayyyy TBM). When he decided last october that he didn't believe in the church anymore it was a huge relief for me. We actually used to fight because I just didn't like going to church. I hated RS because I didn't have anything in common with those women. I had a career, degrees, independently owned my own home before we got married, enjoyed a whole host of different hobbies than anyone in the group. I didn't enjoy RS meetings. The crying while bearing testimonies (drove me freeking NUTS), etc. We have a unique family situation with our kids (we have premature babies) that the ward was helping us with for about 4 months. During that time they ward was helping it became literally unbearable for me to have that many well meaning, but ultimately gossipy, backstabbing TBM RS women trapsing through my home. They were here more to help themselves feel better about themselves and do what I called 'baby tourism' rather than help me. I'd tell them how I wanted something done, they'd ignore me. I'd tell them no kids brought into my home because the babies were preemie & can get sick easily, they'd bring their kids and let them play with my 2 yr old's toys - without asking if it was ok. It was awful. Basically NO boundaries. None. I was a prisoner in my own home. We decided not to circ our preemie boy, the old biddies would have cackle sessions over that on my sofa. My mom was there for one of them and since no one in my family is circumcised, she'd set them straight on it. But those women basically amounted our decision not to cut him as nearly apostate. I have more stories, but it was not a fun time and those women made it worse. The bishop calling my husband away to give a talk on mothers on Mother's Day, while I was at home doing everything by myself was a real treat. How that was honoring my motherhood, leaving me to tend to preemie, high needs babies BY MYSELF, I'll never understand. We fought over that one too.
Anyway, my husband basically informed the bishop that we were no longer going to church. He told him we were drinking coffee and, of course, the bishop took our recommends on the spot. Big whoop. That's when the harassment started. The bishop shows up the next week unannounced at our door. My husband, being a very personable and kind man, let him in and sat down to talk with him. Of course, the bishop started in immediately about when we were coming back to church. Pressing. My husband, after about 5 times telling him we aren't going back, finally starts laying out all the reasons to him. All of the concerns about church history. Book of Mormon validity. All of the questions that just can't be answered through 'feelings' alone. I was downstairs evesdropping (had kids up and playing) and the more that man pressed my husband, the more upset I got. He told my husband we were borderline apostate for simply QUESTIONING because he KNEW it was true. So the man shows up at MY door, UNANNOUNCED, and then proceeds to tell us WE are APOSTATE. The gaul. The next day missionaries show up at our door at 9am. And wouldn't leave. Repeatedly ringing doorbell. Waking up my kids who barely sleep as it is. They ask my husband when a good time to come back would be. He told them there wasn't one. Then our HT, who we had never seen before that point, show up the next day...at 9pm. Not cool. I've got small kids. They grill me on when my husband will be home to visit. Then they start showing up at my husband's job. Since then, it's been the RS hounding me. At first I'd still let them come visit, since what harm is it in visiting. That's when they started bringing up taking my 3 yr old to primary or to their homes to play. Yeah, cut that off. Those women aren't allowed in my home ever again. Afterwards, I put a sign on the door saying don't knock, don't ring the doorbell. Basically GO AWAY. And, what do you know...they STILL KNOCK. And ring the doorbell. My 3 yr old got sick and had a febrile seizure at 2am. We had no one to ask, so we asked our neighbors, who are in teh ward, to watch our preemies so both of us can go to the hospital. They were the only ones who knew. The wife of the neighbor is in the RS presidency. The next day I'm getting phone calls, text messages, voicemails from multiple people in the RS asking if we need help. What. The. &^%*(? Did I tell them? Did they have ANY reason to know? NO!!! Again. NO. BOUNDARIES. Gossips. 3 months later... I'm still getting phone calls from my VT at least 4 times a month. Now she's decided since she can't call me, she'll text me. 2 texts this past week alone. My husband says it's not a big deal, but honestly, I feel incredibly harassed by these people. It's stressful. Normal people would get the hint - leave them alone. But these women don't seem to get it. I don't want to start a war, but they're pushing me. And it'll be over my cold, dead body that they get their grips in my kids. We want to move out of UT, then resign our membership to avoid having to deal with this bishopric. Anyone who'd come into our home and tell us we're basically dragging our kids and ourselves into the bitterest part of hell isn't going to take it kindly if we leave. All I want is to be left alone, but it's impossible in this state. It's honestly like they feel entitled to my family, or like we owe them something, because they helped us take care of our kids at a time I had no one else that could help. So frustrating.