Discursive Musings

People with courage and character always seem sinister to the rest

Hi.  My Name is Melissa.  And I am a Recovering Mormon.

It is amazing, even given how far in my recovery I have come, there is still one thing that makes me sad:

This is something that my family will never accept.

I admit however there are times that, in a heartbeat, I would go back and fake it all just to have the love and acceptance that I crave.

But then I remind myself that I never had it.  Even back in my Molly Mormon days.  The reasons behind the rejection are far more complex than differences in religious ideologies.   

The difference is that now it is just have an excuse and something about me to point to as their reason for shunning me.

(Not sure about any presence of character.  But damn, this has taken a lot more courage than I ever expected.)

Beyond Belief - Step 1

We search for it.  We demand it.  We say we want it.  We think we want it.

We are even arrogant enough at times to think we deserve it.

But do I have any idea what I am getting myself into?

...So are the ways of men marked out;if you desire peace of soul and happiness, believe; if you would become a disciple of Truth,enquire ... (F.Nietzsche) 

Is (religious) belief then the equivalent of avoiding it?

The whole 'peace of soul' thing sounds pretty darn good about now, doesn't it?