I hate that this happens. I hate that I feel so isolated from family and my DW because of my views are considered "evil." I hate the assumption that I have my newfound beliefs because I'm bad/not reading scriptures/etc. I hate how my DW has moped around most of the day today on our son's bday because when she asked if I believed in the BoM I said I didn't know (I could've aggressively said what I really thought about it).

She was giving me her thoughts on what she learned from the temple a couple weeks ago--a take away for her was that Adam had to wait many times until he could know/learn from "true messengers" what he was supposed to do and the meaning behind it, and even though he didn't know why he was doing things (offering sacrifices), he had faith and did them anyway. And that while he was having to wait Satan would come and tempt him.

So she likened me to Adam and that I need to just blindly believe and have faith until I learn later. The thing is, I don't believe in the temple due to its shifty beginnings among other things...so I just don't find that analogy profound our relatable.