Then I allowed myself to ask the one most forbidden question of them all: What if it’s not true? It was hard for me to ask myself this because I had been trained that doubting the truthfulness of the gospel is itself a sin. Yet I couldn’t escape seeing this as the only possible conclusion. Read the rest of the story »
Related Posts
Meanwhile… (after the Escape)
As I sipped my champagne I just knew it couldn’t be this easy. What if the president stopped the plane? What if they let him come on board to talk to me? What if God made the plane crash? Three hours later in New York City I had to dodge…
Exodus: A Gay Mans Journey Out of Marriage and Mormonism
My world changed forever on Sunday, October 3, 2010. That morning, I heard four sentences that wrecked my faith in Mormonism, shattered my marriage and destroyed a false persona that I had carefully maintained for most of my adult life. These words, which quickly became infamous, were uttered by the…
The Rise and Fall of a Testimony
The following is an essay I’ve written on my journey out of Mormonism (originally posted on my personal blog here). My journey to atheism is another story. Perhaps I will post it in the future. Tell me about your testimony. I was 24 years old when my bishop asked me…