My Intro
Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2016 9:22 pm
This might be long. I originally joined NOM is 2009, but I never posted an actual introduction. I just jumped in. So this will not only be a re-introduction, but an actual introduction.
I was BIC, the only one of my 4 siblings that was, since my parents were basically inactive when they got married. Parents told me as I was growing up how special I was because of that BIC thing. I'm now the only one of their children that is a total disbeliever that is only one email away from resignation, which is the main reason I haven't pushed that send button.
My first moment of disbelief was shortly after I was baptized. However, I grew up playing the game, just not taking it as seriously as my friends. After high school, I stopped going to church and ended up marrying a jackMo, who eventually turned very abusive. He was an addict, but he kept that to himself, initially, until a few months after our marriage when his addictions reared their ugly head. After the kids were born, I had gone back to church but again with the same lackadaisical attitude.
After 8 years of marriage, I'd had enough when he hurt one of our children. He went insane when he got the divorce papers and made my life hell. Eventually, I had no other choice than to have him put in jail and I packed up and left Utah. I had become very disenchanted with the church by then, mostly because of the culture. I had always hated the culture thing from the time I was a teen and being in YW and RS callings just made it even worse. So I disappeared not only from my ex, but from the church - so I thought.
About 6 months after settling in to my new life in Arizona, the bishop stopped by my house. Shortly thereafter, my ex started calling again. I'm pretty sure he got my location from the membership clerk in his ward when they got the information on where to send my records.
In the meantime, I had started dating my current husband, and he helped me navigate the crazy of my ex. We got married about 18 months later, and life settled down with only random incidences with my ex. My ex had started going back to church, and in true addict style, went full-on Mormon. He took out his endowments, wanted me to allow him to have the kids sealed to him (doesn't work like that), baptized our twins without my permission (I was the full physical and legal custody parent), gave me grief about not taking the kids to church, blah blah blah. In 2004, he died of a drug overdose.
I haven't gone to an LDS church service (not counting funerals) since February 1998. Which leads to the question of why I am even on this forum. I don't really know, actually. Lol I guess I just hope that somewhere somehow I can give a little advice or give support on how to move away from the grasp of the church without burning bridges and keeping family relationships intact. Maybe some advice on how to survive domestic violence, as well.
I was BIC, the only one of my 4 siblings that was, since my parents were basically inactive when they got married. Parents told me as I was growing up how special I was because of that BIC thing. I'm now the only one of their children that is a total disbeliever that is only one email away from resignation, which is the main reason I haven't pushed that send button.
My first moment of disbelief was shortly after I was baptized. However, I grew up playing the game, just not taking it as seriously as my friends. After high school, I stopped going to church and ended up marrying a jackMo, who eventually turned very abusive. He was an addict, but he kept that to himself, initially, until a few months after our marriage when his addictions reared their ugly head. After the kids were born, I had gone back to church but again with the same lackadaisical attitude.
After 8 years of marriage, I'd had enough when he hurt one of our children. He went insane when he got the divorce papers and made my life hell. Eventually, I had no other choice than to have him put in jail and I packed up and left Utah. I had become very disenchanted with the church by then, mostly because of the culture. I had always hated the culture thing from the time I was a teen and being in YW and RS callings just made it even worse. So I disappeared not only from my ex, but from the church - so I thought.
About 6 months after settling in to my new life in Arizona, the bishop stopped by my house. Shortly thereafter, my ex started calling again. I'm pretty sure he got my location from the membership clerk in his ward when they got the information on where to send my records.
In the meantime, I had started dating my current husband, and he helped me navigate the crazy of my ex. We got married about 18 months later, and life settled down with only random incidences with my ex. My ex had started going back to church, and in true addict style, went full-on Mormon. He took out his endowments, wanted me to allow him to have the kids sealed to him (doesn't work like that), baptized our twins without my permission (I was the full physical and legal custody parent), gave me grief about not taking the kids to church, blah blah blah. In 2004, he died of a drug overdose.
I haven't gone to an LDS church service (not counting funerals) since February 1998. Which leads to the question of why I am even on this forum. I don't really know, actually. Lol I guess I just hope that somewhere somehow I can give a little advice or give support on how to move away from the grasp of the church without burning bridges and keeping family relationships intact. Maybe some advice on how to survive domestic violence, as well.
The world is so damn amazing.