When I was young --- I LOVED the LDS Mormon church. It was beautiful to me. There was so much good about it.
I had a friend, who I shall call "Annie Liability". She was also a member of my church. She and I were friends.
One day, our friendship just wasn't allowed anymore. There were all kinds of mean and nasty rumours being spread about me, my family, and she herself couldn't tell me what her problem was.
After many years, she verified to me that she herself has no problem with me. She is essentially still my friend. She has no problem with me, and she had no idea about the nasty things that were said. She herself, got lied to, in fact.
So basically, she and I were friends. Our friendship was destroyed by a nasty rumour attack, but in the end she had no idea about any of that, and she and I are essentially still friends, even if separated by all these people telling us not to talk to each other.
I had another friend who came along ----- she was very nice to me. But, again, a zillion bullshit remarks and comments are made, and that friendship was disallowed to, even if she herself of her own opinion was my friend, and I'm her friend.
SOMEONE JUST HAD A FRIGGIN' PROBLEM WITH TWO OF THE FRIENDSHIPS I HAD AND THEY SPREAD NASTY LIES AND RUMOURS WHILE THEY WERE AT IT.
So, basically, I had two friends. My friends and I are on good terms with each other, we don't have problems with each other.
But someone out there just can't allow our friendships to continue. Someone will always start controlling and starting nasty rumours, and I'm just not allowed to have friends basically.
So, though the church seemed so beautiful to me ---- there is something completely wrong in the organization that prevents me from befriending my friends --- they keep separating our relationships with a bunch of lies and bullshit comments.
So, who knows really.
The church seemed so good to me when I was young ---- but there's just something friggin' wrong going on.
And I'm writing this here because it was on my mind, and I don't want to write too much email, nor does my Dad like to hear me talking.