Quitting the gym...

Know that Friends episode where Chandler tries to quit the gym? I feel sort of like that right now, trying to quit the LDS church (email me about it if you want details), but in a different way. There's no spandex-clad woman; instead, there's this big guy staring me down and an extremely slow-moving machine. And a lot of disgusting, stomach-turning rhetoric. It makes me mad, it makes me sad, and most of all it makes me feel sorry for 11 million people, including several that I know, and many that I dearly love.