I don’t really know if I’m posting this in the right place, but I’m sure it’ll be filed in the appropriate area if it’s not.
This is a personal question, and I’m asking for advice, but I’m hoping other people will share their own experiences, too.
Today I “came out” to my very spiritual but not religious mother as an atheist. I was trying to put it off, but I felt I was forced to for basic ethical reasons:
A few years ago, when I was still a theist, I considered becoming a priest. At the end of my “soul-searching” and study, I realized that I was an atheist. Originally, I was terrified to think of God not existing, of the lack of cosmic safety-net as it were, but once I entertianed the thought, the idea seemed natural to me and I’ve been a tolerant, if hard-core atheist ever since. I never spoke of going to seminary to my mother again, and assumed that she had forgotten all about it.
A few weeks ago, my mother came to me, very excited, and showed me a flyer for a conference in Los Angeles specifically for young people considering ordination. She and our rector at church thought I should go. I feigned excitement (I would LOVE to go to Los Angeles. I want to go to school out there) and reluctantly registered for the program. While I have signed up, nothing is official.
However, this afternoon, after thinking about it, it seemed unbelieveably unethical and wrong for me to lead everyone on and spend the diocese’s money on something I couldn’t give two figs about. So I told her. And she, like I figured, was VERY disappointed. She called my ideas the epitome of ignorance and arrogance (which I found incredibly insulting, but I didn’t argue), and it didn’t surprise her that I felt this way because I am at an age (19, almost 20) when I feel that I know everything although I have experienced so little (folly of youth and all that, I guess). She also said that it would surprise her if I felt the same way when I was 45, and if I did, it would mean that I had not grown as a person. The whole conversation ended with the idea that I could be “fixed”, and the recommendation that I go to the conference anyway to begin the healing, as it were.
Her own hypocritical statements aside-- nothing is more ignorant or arrogant than to believe that you can change someone’s reasoned, calculated ideas-- I’m still very hurt. My mother and I have never, ever had a major disagreement like this. I’m tempted to go along with anything she says at this point in order to salvage the relationship. But, on the other hand, this is MY life. I need to do what’s best for myself in order to be able to look in the mirror and know I did the “right thing”.
I know she’s going to try to change me. I can’t resist too much, because I still depend on her for, if nothing else, shelter and tuition for school. My closing questions are twofold:
Is there a proper objectivist solution to this problem? Or am I just sunk?
Has anyone else had something like this happen? How’d you handle it?
Thank you for reading this far. I appreciate any input.