Inigo Montoya You killed my father. Prepare to die.
This is what I had on my name badge when I ran into the Bishop at the LDS-sponsored community service event last November.
I know he looked at it, and I’m not sure what passed through his head as we parleyed about my family’s departure from the Church.

I’ve changed a lot in the eight months since that encounter. I’m mostly at peace concerning religion. So much so that I chose to abandon a career studying it.
This was not a casual decision. I pursued this dream for over six years, investing most of my free time and a great deal of emotional energy. I realized, however, that my obsession with religion was fueled by my sense of frustration and helplessness. I had to face daily the Mormon teachings I rejected in my heart–I wore its holy garments and went to its Church. It dictated what I could eat, say, and think. When I left the Church, there was little left to fuel this dark energy, though it took a while for me to cool down.
I miss my passion. I feel empty without my anger. I can relate to Inigo when he says, towards the end of the Princess Bride,
I’ve been in the revenge business so long, now that it’s over, I don’t know what to do with the rest of my life.
Of course, I was never in the business of vengeance, and I haven’t considered a career in piracy. Hmmm…
I am by nature a passionate being. For all my affinity for Quakerism, I’m not comfortable being at peace. One of my favorite quotes (and perhaps one of the only good things to come out of Star Trek V: The Final Frontier) is this quote from Kirk:
I don’t want my pain taken away! I NEED my pain!
I’m looking for my pain, because that is where I will find my passion.