I grew up with the TLM and attended a Catholic school where the mass was part of our daily schedule, so I had more than ample exposure to them. Not only exposure to the mass, but solid teaching where the Baltimore Catechism had to be memorized.
With all that background and doctrinal formation, it did not impart to me a relationship with Christ Jesus … not until I reached my 30’s and had a conversion. At that time, all the memorization came back to mind and I fully loved these truths of my faith, but I had to re-examine them in light of my new faith experience. Scripture took on a vital importance, as well as weekly confession, daily prayer and spiritual reading … and I did not do these things because of homilies preaching about sin! No, it was the interior grace of the Holy Spirit who gives us a new mind and new heart.
Coincidentally, the new changes in the Mass were being adopted about the same time as my return to the church, but I did not find them difficult or distasteful to my previous form of daily worship. In fact, I loved them, and do to this day! As a revert to my faith, the ability to hear and understand the beautiful words of the mass was a true gift from God. It is also important to me that I can now participate fully rather than passively watch the priest, while my mind wandered, as before.
As you can imagine, a revert is usually exceptionally loyal to the magisterium, so therefore, my conscience will always adhere to whatever is promulgated by Holy Mother Church. That includes the mass in its present “new” form, and should it ever be changed in the future, I will assent fully, because the essentials will never change, only the accidents.
Some of the responders so far have felt the importance of being part of the local worshipping community. I agree wholeheartedly, for when God formed the ancient Israelites in worship, it was as a community whom God intended to become one people. Fractionalizing is not His vision for unity, nor was it Christ’s when He formed the apostles. The Church’s normative liturgy is what it is, and those who splinter off with desires for the old ways are somewhat like those ancient grumblers who longed for a return to Egypt, IMO.
There’s an old saying, there’s no place like home. Whenever I visit a church while traveling, I feel connected mystically with the Body of Christ, but I feel a distinct separateness from my own faith community with whom I am bonded physically. The epistle of James is so rich with the mandate to become physically available to assisting one another. It is not enough to mystically pray for them.