BY ZITA COLLINS | I grew up in a Lutheran church before I really knew who I was. Before my own opinions and belief system were formed.
Before “welcoming and affirming” churches existed. I did the “expected” thing: got married to a man, had children, became a wife and a mom.
But I knew there was more to me than that, the part I had to keep hidden because of the society “norms” so many years ago. I attended a Mormon church because that was the type of church my husband attended.
As I became more myself having my own opinions and thoughts, and my husband tried to be more controlling, the marriage, of course, failed.