A High Five Fantastic Time

It has been a few years since I stopped believing in the Mormon Church (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints). I officially resigned one year ago (2017). I have certainly gone through the motions of what can probably be called the grieving process. However, I am now at a point in my life where I am truly at the acceptance phase and feel like I am finally moving on from my religious upbringing. But how did I get to this point? Let me tell you it has not been smooth sailing or an easy journey. I was never going to fit in with the culture of the Mormon church. No matter how hard I tried I was never good enough, pretty enough, or quiet enough . My parents accidentally raised me as a feminist. As far as I can remember I have been able to distinguish what is fair and what is not. My earliest memory of being able to tell that things were not fair or equal was when I turned 8 years old and entered the Achievement Days program, which is a program for girls 8-11 years old. I wanted