Confessions from the Fog

I've off and on mentioned my experiences with the church, specifically being raised in the church and DH's family being church-goers. The following is basically my story of how I went from devout believer to cynic and why I don't regret where my experiences have taken me this far. I was in the church ever since I can remember, non-denominational, evangelical- baptist roots. I never knew of a time where I did not know of Jesus and for this I am both thankful and regretful. We didn't have a video camera growing up but we had a recorder and my sister and I would frequently put on shows and radio programs featuring us singing church-songs. It's all I knew. Seriously. Listening back to those tapes I must have only listed to that kind of music because that was all I ever sang. I was indoctrinated at a young age and expected to 'feel' what I had been taught. I never did. I remember my mom sobbing because of what Jesus did for ME and how I wasn't emotional a

Hey there!  Ok, I'm doing something I never thought I'd do but I'd like to extend this offer to my readers- a while ago I started a facebook group in connection to another spouse of an ACoN group (at the time the leader only listed it as difficult in-laws- so I'm guessing a name change is in order for the rest of us). Since I do not have connections with the group anymore, I'd like to focus it more on ACoN's or spouses of ACoN's in particular. It's a secret group so no one can see who is in it or what is posted, in fact- no one can see the group without an invite and even then requests need to be approved by myself before they can join.  If you'd like to join the handful of us, let me know! :) Send me an email with your story and I can add you. The group is uncencored and open to everyone (except N's)  If you want a more personal connection, this might be for you. :) otherwise, anonymous blogging is always a good choice! -Grace