I left Mormonism awhile back. Turned me off Christianity in it’s entirety to be honest. I knew so many nice people in my ward, from Missionaries, all the way to the local Bishop. All amazing people, and I felt like they were all lying to me in the end. Felt like they all knew, but everyone just stayed in due to friends and family. When I was baptized it was one of the best feelings I’ve ever had. I was so sure at that moment when I was told “Your Heavenly Father is proud.” After absorbing the Book of Mormon, Gospel Principles, Pearl of Great Price, Doctrine & Covenants, Teachings of the Prophets: Brigham Young/Joseph Smith and a few others I searched for more knowledge. I knew I wanted to go on a Mission, and I felt I’d need more knowledge though I could have taught quite well at the time. The Internet led to some questionable material, and I ended up falling out.
Any time anyone speaks soft and tries to be understanding and dance around hard answers I assume they are being deceptive. This is one of the reasons I left my RCIA classes.
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. The Church I loved and still have a soft spot for. The Church that I would have given anything for, the one that angered my family, straightened up my life, and built me into a strong willed Conservative who worked hard. If only it were true, if only I never thirsted for more knowledge. Ignorance is bliss.