It’s not just those crazy stories about porn addict turns temple president (We ain’t all Saul-to-Paul or Alma the Younger gets a rude awakening). It’s for people like me: Miss Mormon girl to the max, does everything right and keeps all the rules, and life falls apart at 25. No matter who you are, no matter your situation, you can rise out of the ashes, find meaning, and be happy. If you’re interested, you can chat with missionaries here. Or just email/comment if you wanna talk. Dead serious.
“I wish there was a career called “get 8 hrs of sleep a night, exercise everyday, do all your laundry and grocery shopping, pay all your bills and do all your errands, and hang out with friends and have fun” with benefits and paid vacation…”
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*don’t you just love how I perfectly and humorously capture the quarter-life angst of many 20-something Americans in 2013? not bad if I do say so myself…
Core Beliefs: Beauty, humor, expression, understanding, kindness
This idea of core beliefs that I have been running with doesn’t necessarily have to replace a religion or faith. I still am LDS (and we ARE Christians!) and consider myself part of the Mormon tradition. But in years past being Mormon was such a part of my identity that it was my ONLY identity. Faith crisis, identity crisis, quarter-life crisis, move, friends getting married (but not me), boy problems, sad epiphanies, embarrassment, emotional struggling, collapse of my social circle AND of my worldview, and seemingly resolved old insecurities resurfacing and drowning any and all confidence I had ever so hard worked to gain. No wonder life was pretty bad. “Bad” is an understatement but I prefer not to swear, at least not today.
But seriously even though it sounds a little hokey, identifying these core beliefs (humor, beauty, expression, creativity, understanding, and Christ) and then explicating and claiming these had done amazing things. I am no longer just a Mormon. I am human first and Mormon second. In the past I was so Mormon I wasn’t even human. When it came to missionary work, particularly in high school, I felt the need to share my faith with non-Mormons because “the church is true.” Now I desire to share my faith because “the gospel is good.” Both are legitimate, but I am happier with the 2nd reason.
Sadly, this famous painting by Edvard Munch captures the general feeling/ psyche/uncertainty/insecurity/depression/ spirituality/ identity/crisis of many people not only of the time when it was painted at the turn of the 19th century, but also of many people today in 2013. There have been times in my own life when I could photoshop my own face into that distorted figure and call it a self-portrait. So what is to be done? No easy answer, but here’s a thought: no matter your religion/ beliefs/ camp/political leaning, let’s at least try to show some love, respect, and kindness to try and ease that feeling a little. And maybe sometimes we can dance in the parking lot 🙂
Core beliefs: kindness, Christ, expression, beauty, humor