You know how oldtimers can be so smug and annoying? Like people that have been married five minutes longer than you have, and pretend like that means that they’re so wise?

OR PARENTS?! I have no idea why having a kid makes people such insufferable know-it-alls.

You say something, and the smug oldtimer gives a knowing laugh, and says something obnoxious like, “We’ll see about that.”

I have to admit that I’ve developed a little bit of oldtimer syndrome myself, when it comes to leaving the church. I’ve been out five years, and when I see these cute little newbies on message boards, I just have to laugh… knowingly.

Like when I see something like this: “I found out that the church wasn’t true 3 months ago and I was pretty mad, but now I think I’ve moved past the anger.”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

3 months? You think this is all over in 3 months? Think again, tenderfoot!

I remember being frustrated after about a year and half because I wasn’t “over it.” I’m frustrated that it’s been five years, and I’m still on the po-Mo message boards several times a week, and I, uh, have this blog and all.

I’m trying to let go of any kind of timeline for being “over it.” I’ll probably never get “over it.” Why should I? It’s my heritage. It’s a part of who I am (ew). It’s not going anywhere. I’m pretty sure my Mormon family isn’t going to follow me into apostasy.

I just have to learn how to live with it. Any oldtimers out there care to dispense some advice?