Letting Them Be Wrong About You
The Impossible Skill for Ex-Mormon ADHD Brains
Three days ago, my mother called me anti-Mormon.
Not with venom. With love. With genuine concern wrapped in careful words, the kind that come from someone who’s been trying desperately to understand. She’s read articles about faith transitions. She’s bitten back judgments. She’s worked harder than almost anyone in my family to meet me where I am.
But when…
