Well, this post is for my hubby:
Dear hubby,
I want you to know that I love you very much. You wonder why I go on this site so often. Well, you already know how I feel about the society. I've been thinking about your question a real lot lately. I guess I just had to dig deep inside of me to figure it out. And, now that I have done that, you don't want to talk about it because you feel I'm an apostate and I will stumble you further. So, if you read this, you will now know.
The apostle Paul said to keep searching that you are in the truth. Yet, I am not free to do that. I am not allowed to have my own thoughts, opinions, even questions. I fear rejection by you constantly. Every time that you talk to you about any sort of spiritual issues, I am constantly walking on eggshells. I should be free to talk to you about whatever I want without this constant fear over me. I feel that you are allowed to have any feelings regarding spirituality and I am not. I feel I can't really be open with any of my family otherwise I will be cast out. I feel like I have to always hide in a corner.
You've asked why am I not more open about it? Why are a lot of people on this board hiding who they really are? Because they are in the exact same situation I am in. When I tried to tell my father even a little bit of how I felt, it almost tore the entire family apart. I didn't talk to my parents or sister for four months. My little brother didn't talk to my older sister for months because of it and I almost ended up in a JC. I almost lost my entire family. We were at eachothers throats constantly and it could have wrecked our relationship unless I backed down and stopped talking. So, I did. I got backed into a corner and forced to conform to ideals that go directly against my conscience before God. I had a decision to make. Nothing had an outcome I wanted.
I guess because of that, it makes me even more bitter towards this religion. I feel because of that, this religion is coming in between us. All I want is for it to be out of my way with my relationship with you. I want to have a clean conscience and little by little I work on that everyday. I wish you could even try and understand why this bothers me so much. Why it breaks my heart. Why it tries every day to break my spirit and every day I have to work on not letting it. I try and stay positive. I try to say little things without offending you thinking to myself, "Maybe todays the day he will understand."
Sometimes this is a real torture for me. I wish you understood why this bothers me so much. I don't know what else really to say, so I guess I will end it by telling you that I love you. If I didn't, there would be no reason for me to try so hard, no reason for me to really care.
Love always,
Cognac