My mother used to give me a hard time about not going to church. She tried sending me when I was a kid, even when she and my dad weren't going. After a couple of weeks of this, I was like, "WTF? If you aren't going, why do I have to?"
Then she tried other means, telling me "the Church has changed." I let her know they still don't allow birth control, and that My Man and I would have over a dozen children and I would probably be dead from complications if we had never used it. She's just saying, "The individual priests don't care." Really? The Pope does. (As if it's his business.) I just feel I don't want to "belong" to a religion if I'm going to cheat. I can't accept the Church's ideas about homosexuality, sex in general (I mean, enjoying it) and things like that. Also, the whole giving them money or being given a hard time thing. I can't accept that.
My Man and I got married (not in the Catholic Church, because I refused to go to PreCana and LIE about using birth control, much to the chagrin of my mother and my Father in Law) and a few months later, my mother started asking if we were going to "get remarried in The Church, so it will count." What the FUCK? Our marriage does "count."
Then, when my best friend's husband showed up at Church one day, she called me with "Isn't it wonderful that J. is back at Church?" What could I say? I couldn't have cared less.
I considered going to a Unitarian Church and my mother blew a gasket. "It isn't religion if you can believe whatever you want." I asked her if wasn't that exactly
what she was doing, by being a Cafeteria Catholic? Just picking and choosing what rules she wanted to follow, and only when it was convenient.
I know her Faith gives her comfort, but I can't get into it. I put Catholic on my health records, as if anything happens, at least the rituals will calm HER and there won't be problems with her arguing with my husband. But, I made it clear, NO PEG lines if anything horrible happens.
I could go on and on. But, I'm tired. This is giving me a headache.