Drag Momma

 So another thing that's commonly said in the church is "Where will you go?  What will you do?' if you leave the church. 

Apparently I will go to Drag Shows!  

This weekend we were invited by some friends to attend a drag show in a city nearby.  I've been so excited about this for months.  We were planning on going to a drag show several years ago and the day before the show the entire family got salmonella and I was sick for weeks.  Being the true believing mormon that I was I took it as a sign from god that I should not attend drag shows, yeah I was THAT girl.  

Fast forward a few years and I'm geared up to attend this drag queen brunch at a distillery nonetheless, oh the humanity!  

IT WAS FABULOUS!  Words cannot describe how I felt, but this is a blog so I will attempt to put it into words. LOL

The Queen hosting the event was named Sharon and she has been doing drag for close to 28 years in the community.  She expressed gratitude for everyone there and their support.  Sharon spoke about how when she first started so long ago that she was afraid for her life when she would go to and from shows.  She knew there were members of the community that would hurt her for just being her and doing what she loved.  She got emotional sharing this part and so did I.  I was surprised the emotions that this event brought to the surface for me.  Not feelings of awkwardness or fear or judgment but feelings of love and support and pride.  I am proud of my LGBTQ kids and family and friends for being who god made them to be (if you believe in god).  

I am somewhat blessed/lucky/privileged to be surrounded mostly by people in my everyday life who are more liberal thinking and accept me all my quirks and ideas.  When I wrote my facebook post about leaving the church I got support.  A few people nudging me toward coming back/conference talks etc, but mostly support and WHOLE LOT of people messaging me telling me they have left or are in the process of leaving too.  More than I ever thought and people who I never would have pegged for leaving.  Some would probably have said the same for me.  So I know that I am fortunate to have found support when a lot of  leavers lose their families and friends and communities.  I am so sorry for those people and want to help in any way I can.

I posted about my drag queen brunch on FB.  It was a post about love and inclusion and just having all the feels about supporting people in who they are who they want to be.  A day goes by and nothing but positive comments, two days all the love, day three and I get a troll.  Not like a rando internet troll, like someone I know and would have considered a friend.  Ouch, that one stung.  Not because I'm sad to lose a friend, because after today they will be unfriended, it stung because I try really hard to keep people close to me who are good and loving people and I was kind of surprised by this person's comment given she has a queer son.  

I was out doing farm chores when this comment came through and the rage that came through my body was unlike anything I've felt in a while.  It was rage akin to rage I feel when my mother in law fucks with me and my kids.  So actually it's rage I feel when anyone messes with my kiddos. My poor milk goat  was probably like "what's the deal?  She's shaking and ranting!"  haha.  I was able to finish my chores all the while replying in several comments to her diatribe.  

In her comment she expressed that this type of thing should not be celebrated (meaning drag and LGBTQ), she said they are "confused or deceived and that they are the natural man and an enemy to god.  She continued to preach about Jesus and the gospel  and claim to be a "sister in the gospel" She also said she has a gay son that she loves very much. 

pause for dramatic rage effect

 I came at her with the fact that she literally NEVER posts on my page, never makes comments NEVER even likes a post, but today she decided to come at THIS post?  WTF.  I told her I felt sorry for her son and that no sister of mine would ever say these types of things about my children.   I told  her not to feel sorry for me or to misunderstand that I find difficulty in my kids lives because I don't.  

It took like an hour to comment all the thoughts I had I made 4-5 additional comments when I thought of them.  

This person was the Stake Relief Society President for years and I worked with her several times and I was her mistering sister for a stent too.  She now teaches primary which scares the crap out of me based on her comment.  Thankfully my kids won't be subject to her or her hate speech.  

I'm not staying quiet.  I'm not sitting there and letting these people make these claims based on a religion that was made up by a con man.  Follow who you want and do what you want but you come on my facebook page of love and support and spew hate and you're gonna get the horns.

I've named this blog The OG Molly Mormann for a reason and today this person got the full Molly Mormann effect in all it's glory. 

Man I miss that stubborn, rude opinionated loving lady!