As I sit writing this, I have “run away” from my TBM family. After much thought ( a year!!), my boyfriend and I decided to move in together. I let my family know I was leaving.
All. Hell. Broke. Out.
My dad said he hadn’t felt this bad since his brother killed himself.
My mom said I didn’t give a rat’s ass about my family.
My sister said she wants nothing to do with me and pushed me into a marble countertop. This is the same sister who I slapped across the face for calling me a...skank I think it was, over my pin sized earring in the top of my ear.
I tried to talk to my parents about moving. After hiding out at my brother’s house, I decided to come home. Or I guess, what was once my home. My family continued to ask what the church had done that was so bad. What had The Church ever done to me?
Oh, let’s see….lied to me for 22 years?
Of course The Church didn’t lie. They didn’t lie because it’s true.
My dad (predictably) said: You have lost your conscious. You have lost your conscious and your morals. I can just tell by looking at you that you have lost ALL FEELING.
Hey dad? I haven’t been a virgin in YEARS. Way longer than I ever stopped going to church.
You might say, Emily! That’s WHY YOU STOPPED BEING MORMON!?
nope.
The Church rules are arbitrary. They mean nothing. Obeying or disobeying them has absolutely no basis. It’s like saying a United States citizen should go to a Canadian jail for not following the laws of Canada...while living in the United States. I don’t know. Maybe that is a bad example because the laws of Canada aren’t built on complete lies. But, I digress.
I’m tearing my family apart.
I made my gramma cry.
She compared me to my aunt who lives in a trailer park and never went to college. Not that I dislike those living in trailers. Rock on. There was an awesome trailer park where I went to college. Overlooked the ocean. Doesn’t sound half bad to me. At least my aunt GTFO of UT.
I tried to talk to my family. I told them I still wanted to talk to them. Visit them.
Well, I guess I can’t have my cake and eat it to.
I can’t do what they disagree with and expect them to support me.
And by support I mean talk to me. Ever.
I gathered together the money I owed my parents for the car I apparently no longer own, though my name is on the title. My parents put me on the title (they bought it), but apparently only those that are responsible (like my 16 year old self) can have a car.
I paid them for the phone my sister dunked in water and through across room when she read private messages to my boyfriend about how The Church is a cult.
My boyfriend told me not to worry because they are brainwashed.
Ah. Well. They didn’t take to kindly to that.
My mom yelled at me, “I hope you have a nice life.”
I was all I could do to keep from saying, “I hope I do too!!!!”
Both my parents screamed at me as I gathered my things.
I packed them (my things! Not my parents) into the car.
And I left.
If they weren’t so ridiculous, I might feel a little bad right now.
I’m sure it will come….- Emily
All. Hell. Broke. Out.
My dad said he hadn’t felt this bad since his brother killed himself.
My mom said I didn’t give a rat’s ass about my family.
My sister said she wants nothing to do with me and pushed me into a marble countertop. This is the same sister who I slapped across the face for calling me a...skank I think it was, over my pin sized earring in the top of my ear.
I tried to talk to my parents about moving. After hiding out at my brother’s house, I decided to come home. Or I guess, what was once my home. My family continued to ask what the church had done that was so bad. What had The Church ever done to me?
Oh, let’s see….lied to me for 22 years?
Of course The Church didn’t lie. They didn’t lie because it’s true.
My dad (predictably) said: You have lost your conscious. You have lost your conscious and your morals. I can just tell by looking at you that you have lost ALL FEELING.
Hey dad? I haven’t been a virgin in YEARS. Way longer than I ever stopped going to church.
You might say, Emily! That’s WHY YOU STOPPED BEING MORMON!?
nope.
The Church rules are arbitrary. They mean nothing. Obeying or disobeying them has absolutely no basis. It’s like saying a United States citizen should go to a Canadian jail for not following the laws of Canada...while living in the United States. I don’t know. Maybe that is a bad example because the laws of Canada aren’t built on complete lies. But, I digress.
I’m tearing my family apart.
I made my gramma cry.
She compared me to my aunt who lives in a trailer park and never went to college. Not that I dislike those living in trailers. Rock on. There was an awesome trailer park where I went to college. Overlooked the ocean. Doesn’t sound half bad to me. At least my aunt GTFO of UT.
I tried to talk to my family. I told them I still wanted to talk to them. Visit them.
Well, I guess I can’t have my cake and eat it to.
I can’t do what they disagree with and expect them to support me.
And by support I mean talk to me. Ever.
I gathered together the money I owed my parents for the car I apparently no longer own, though my name is on the title. My parents put me on the title (they bought it), but apparently only those that are responsible (like my 16 year old self) can have a car.
I paid them for the phone my sister dunked in water and through across room when she read private messages to my boyfriend about how The Church is a cult.
My boyfriend told me not to worry because they are brainwashed.
Ah. Well. They didn’t take to kindly to that.
My mom yelled at me, “I hope you have a nice life.”
I was all I could do to keep from saying, “I hope I do too!!!!”
Both my parents screamed at me as I gathered my things.
I packed them (my things! Not my parents) into the car.
And I left.
If they weren’t so ridiculous, I might feel a little bad right now.
I’m sure it will come….- Emily
((((((((((((((emily)))))))))))))
ReplyDeleteThat is so sucktastic.
Wow. You are brave and more power to you! What a terrible ordeal to have to go through...
ReplyDeleteIt takes a lot of strength to do what you have to do even though people you love will decide that this ends your relationship with them. But their behavior is their choice, and not at all your responsibility. ... And this church claims to be family-centered, this church is supposed to bring a message of peace and love to the world. If this was all I knew of Mormonism, I'd say it was a violent and judgmental religion, hardcore.
ReplyDeleteI'm a little broken hearted reading this. Your family is blinded right now to how much you mean to them. That may sound funny right now, but when they see the happiness your life brings by following your heart they'll realize your value in the family. Having left the church myself it's obvious to me how completely the Mos control is on it's members. What religion professing to be a Christian organization would have their people reject the most important people in their lives? This obvious error is completely foriegn to them. The bubble they're in blocks out all the light, the same light they think they possess. Anyway, hang in there. Hold on to the things that have brought you to this point, and don't give up on them even if you feel they've given up on you.
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone for the kind words :)
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