#postmormon

My eventual exit from Mormonism doesn't start with coffee, but that "dirty bean water" isn't so evil after all!

This iced coffee is sinfully delicious! 🤤 And apparently, one of these bad bois is a one-way ticket to "Mormon hell" (aka not-the-Celestial-kingdom).

Cue eye roll. 🙄

From discovering my sexuality (hint: I'm not straight) to reading the CES letter and finding out the truth about Mormon truth claims, I have found my footing on my path far, far away from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (also known as the MotherF**King Mormon Church elsewhere on the Internet 😂).

Here's to a future filled with lots of coffee and true happiness! A future filled with peace, not fear!

I love logic and reason. I love my family. I was a temple worker with multiple callings throughout local and stake levels. I was a mormon.

I was called to do research for the Stake, to be use as a supplement in Sunday School lessons. Because of the nature of the calling, I was brought into contact with the controversial issues of church history. It was at this time that I encountered the issues regarding The Book of Abraham, Joseph’s polygamy, the seer stone, The Book of Mormon anachronisms, etc. This is when I started building my shelf. It became a rather large shelf, and it wasn’t sagging, for one reason alone.

I couldn’t figure out how Joseph Smith came up with The Book of Mormon. The explanations I’d seen from “anti” sources, just didn’t cut it. I happened upon a video presentation by Chris Johnson, “How The Book of Mormon destroyed Mormonism”, where, in short, he demonstrates that Joseph Smith, Jr., certainly borrowed from a book of his time “The Late War”, in the creation of The Book of Mormon.

Bam!! No more shelf. What had been building for over 20 years, collapsed in 2 hours. I then knew precisely how Joseph Smith, Jr., fabricated The Book of Mormon.

I resigned from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in December of 2014. It was a difficult thing to do. I’ve been called absolutely horrible things by people who I thought were inalienable friends. I was wrong. And that shows how profound the Cult of Mormonism actually is.

- Rodney

this is a personal rant post, and not intended to actually inform anybody. you can reblog this if you want, but don't be a clown. thx.

I saw the Supreme Court leak about Roe v Wade. I also know that this sets a precedent where they can overturn other right to privacy, 14th amendment based cases like Obergefell v Hodges.

I've been watching the political stage for a few years and I've been saying "we are following a path to fascism at a slow but steady rate" for the past two years. everybody has looked at me like I'm some sort of alarmist crackhead, but I haven't backed down. look where we are now. look at what is happening. I am fucking terrified right now.

I read a quote a few years ago that I've been annoyingly parroting ever since: when fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in a flag and carrying the cross. this is happening right now. I feel this need to act, to do something real and tangible. I also feel the need to cower and hide, and to write my silly little poetry to capture how I feel. I feel the need to buy every leftist book I have on my reading list so I can have them in my possession now, just in case. I feel the need to start working with my local mutual aid and leftist groups. I feel the need to start growing my own vegetables. I feel the need to prepare for the apocalypse, but not in the "I need to stash my guns and beer" kind of way, but in the "I need to protect myself and as much of my community as possible" way.

mostly, I just need to cry.

and, personally, I've felt a need to pray.

I've felt a tug in my heart for the past month, to reconnect with the God that I've mostly turned my back on. it's been hard to figure out how to get to know Them without submerging myself in the very cultures ushering America's fascism in.

I'm trying to change this God in my mind from the God of harsh judgment, of queerphobia, of luke-warm platitudes and capitalism into the God of Moses, the God of real freedom, the God of the queers, the God of the outcasts. it's been difficult.

this is a scary time.

time to write, time to cry, time to pray.

Like most folks who have officially left the church via quitmormon, the form letter I had sent to the church had the formal request that the leaders of my branch respect my privacy by not telling anyone that I had left. At the time, I was deathly afraid of my father finding out that I'd decided to officially leave, even though he was already aware that I was a pagan and officially (semi-)supportive of that. I think he wanted to play the reverse psychology angle of supporting my decision to be pagan so I'd question whether I really wanted to be, and come back to the church, because he'd sometimes get mad at me and rant about how my mother had died a mormon, asking why I couldn't still be one. I didn't want to deal with any more of that than I had to.

Unfortunately for me, my father had a calling, at that time, as a family history consultant. He discovered one night that he couldn't find my records, nor my older sister's records, in the church records. Thus, he found out, without being told, that we had left.

With the background being established, here's where I'm at now:

I don't like being bothered by Mormons asking me to come back to church, saying they miss me and whatnot

Especially when they're kind to me and address me as "Brother _______"

I know they'll do this even more if I let them all know that I officially left the church

I also know that announcing that I haven't been a member for almost 4 and a half years will cause tension between my dad and other mormons

While he isn't exactly on the best terms with other mormons, anyway, this would be incredibly embarrassing and infuriating to him

I live with my dad, so it isn't like I can handwave his feelings away

But I HATE being called "Brother _______" because I'm not! I haven't been for years! I am not a brother to racists! Antisemites! Capitalists! Proud sponsors of colonialism! Homophobes, transphobes, biphobes! I'M NOT THEIR BROTHER!

I haven't believed in this cockamamy cult for 8 and a half years. When will they get the fucking clue that I'm not one of them?

*Sigh*

So, all of this being said...

I made a new facebook account a few months ago, and sent friend requests only to mormons I used to know, who still live in the area or have close friends and family who do, with the intention of only posting that I am no longer a Mormon, haven't been for years, and requesting that they casually spread the word... but I have not made that post yet, because I know how reckless that would be.

So should I let it be known publicly? If so, how should I go about it?