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One of the hard things about living in Utah and being inactive/post-Mormon and also being non-confrontational, is youâre often put in awkward situations. I have a lovely neighbor whom I adore. She brings treats over and we reciprocate. Sheâs done small favors for me and
vice versa. Our kids played together pre-Covid. Weâve been over for dinner. You get the idea. Sheâs also invited us to church before. Itâs not often, but it keeps coming up. Sheâs given me church cdâs, invited us on Easter, etc. I always just say âThanks! But I donât think weâll
make it.â Itâs happened enough times now that youâd think it was apparent that we are not interested. I honestly donât want the fact that we are ex-members to come up because that is so much more threatening to so many members than seeing us as a missionary opportunity. We are
the people that are warned against at church, not the missionary opportunity never-been-baptized people. I just donât want my kids to be labeled because of decisions my husband and I have made. I donât want our relationship to change with our neighbors. I hate that I have to
have this conversation when Iâve politely declined many times before. I dislike the the idea of being seen as a âprojectâ and not simply as a neighbor. Today, she sent over a link to a podcast. Responding with, âThanks!â guarantees another invitation in a few months. âThanks for
sending this, but Iâm not interested.â may or may not change how we are perceived by her/our neighbors, perhaps even if our kids are invited to certain houses. I hate that I feel like the bad guy in all this, and just wish me being a kind neighbor could be enough without
religion having to come up every few months. 
