Dear Mormons,

Dear Mormons,

This isn't a letter for the faint of heart. This is brutal and up front. There is no holding back so if you're offended easily find something else to read.

I am one of you. I was baptized when I was 8. I've been apart of it my whole life. I was recently converted and started believing halfway through my junior year. Before this I lived through vices and how I wanted to throwing caution and rules out the side. I was a hypocrite. That is what this passage is about: Hypocrisy.

Everyone is a hypocrite in their own right. But none like the students of Lone Peak. First we address the young men because women always go first and I'd like to even the score.

You all think that you can live how you'd like until senior year then pop you feel the spirit and all the skeletons leave the closet and you're all clean. That is a complete and utter lie. You hold the priesthood. That is literally power given to you by the highest being. You can call upon angels with this power if the task merits it. And how do you guys treat it? Like crap. You disrespect it every time you get on a computer and watch some poor girl with daddy issues getting railed on by 3 guys while you're yanking your chain. Later that night you and some girl you won't even remember her name in five years go and get steamy on some back road in the trunk of your car. Then you have the audacity to mock God and his power sitting up at the pulpit blessing his sacred sacrament that brings peace and sanctity to your neighbors. You don't care. It's way more fun and cooler to fool around with girls and hit the pornhub. It's lame to respect women and be righteous. Women aren't objects. They shouldn't be treated like one. They're not some quest to conquer. Taking their virtue and tapping that isn't something to brag about. That's someones future wife. You want your wife to be some guys conquer? "Oh I'm only going to do all this stuff till mid senior year then I'm all about that mission life" well good for you. You're worse then the people that do that crap and just own it. More power to them. For all of you that think it's a switch needs a good kick in the stomach. It's not. It's a process. Testimony and faith aren't just bestowed on you it's something you have to live and work for. You have no idea how many people you popular kids influence. Do you understand that you're a role model to so many people you have no clue about? Do you want that 11 yr old kid that's looking up to you think that it's cool to be a pig? At minimum your siblings. How would your little sister feel if you told her about how great your fat tap was last night? You one day will be a father if you're lucky. Your kids are looking down on you right now. What do they think of you? What you are is what you will attract. What do you want in your life?

Now the women. Again I reiterate that if you're offended easily turn around now. You guys are the biggest hypocrites ever. You say you want a good Mormon boy and mission worthy men but look who you're dating. Take a look at who gets the girl. It's the football who can't wait to take you to second base second you hit his car. Not the great kid in your math class that's a little shy and not as cute. Nope the football player is way cooler but you want a missionary caliber guy. Keep telling yourself that. Get some self respect too. You want it? Demand it. Don't let boys do whatever they want with you. Put your foot down. Uphold your standards. Don't settle on guys. Find a guy that will treat you like a flipping princess. If you're lucky enough to find a man like this keep him worthy. Guys only have enough blood to run the penis or the brain one at a time. You are our voice of reason. It's better to be alone then to be with a disrespecting piece of filth. Take of those booty shorts and put on some freaking pants. Keep your boobs to yourself. Ya I promise you wearing a bikini doesn't get the thoughts you want. I have 100x more respect for the woman at the pool party with the 1 piece swimsuit then the bikini. "But bikinis are what all my friends wear and all the popular girls wear" then be popular I don't care that's your choice. But remember if that's what's important to you that's what you will become. Then you complain to all your friends that all guys want is tap and they're all dogs but that's what you tell guys. Then you sit there and throw stones at every girl that's messed up to make you feel better. "Did you hear? Tracy blew Marcus last night." "What a slut" what your friend doesn't know is you did that last week to your boyfriend. Since no one knows you're not considered a slut but since someone found out about Tracy you go right ahead and throw those stones right at her see if that makes you feel any better. Then for you who judge a guy for nothing going on a mission you are the scum of the school. Guess what. You women screw up with guys. He can't go because of one of you. It takes two to tango. One of Jesus biggest lessons he taught was kindness. You are some of the meanest people I've ever met. Get your act together. Quit being mean and vile to each other out of jealousy or anger. Find some other outlet to displace your self confidence issues. Good job making that girl have an eating disorder because you made a fat joke about her. Add that to your list of accomplishments. In 3 short years it doesn't matter how popular if you thought it did sorry to burst your bubble. Focus on who you are and your character. It's going to suck when you get out of high school and you can't manipulate people to do what you want and you no longer are the big deal to everyone.

For you who do live the way that is taught on and are worthy I applaud you. You're what a person should be. Keep on that path and don't stray from it. Straying from the path starts with justifying small things like R movies or constantly swearing and making out with dry humping, deefing or whatever you call it. Ya dry humping is something you need to talk to your bishop and is super wrong so we are clear on that subject. Don't justify things. Be pure in deed and in thought. If you are good enough for the temple go there often. Don't make excuses that you don't have time. You sure make time for madden, gym, the mall, ONE TREE HILL and gossiping with your friends or whatever waste of time you can think of. Make it a priority. Same with scripture study. Get on your knees and give God 20 good minutes of study. That's so minimum what God has given you. Everything around you is possible because of him. You at minimum can give him that. Also if you're worthy don't brag. That makes you look awful. This church isn't to show off. Keep it to yourself. Next time you're taking a temple trip focus more on feeling the spirit then your snap story to show everyone that you go. Keep it to yourself.

For those that don't live these standards but own it and don't pretend to be Mormon or any other faith I'm sorry for you. But I respect you way more then the "Mormons" that follow your example. This faith isn't for everyone and if you find joy in your lifestyle then own it. Same goes for anyone who is only half in it with doubts. Get in or get out there is no middle ground for you people. Its more respectable to just leave the faith entirely. For you judging them you are idiots. They own their crap. You are hypocrites by judging let them be. They will do what they want wither you approve or don't.

I'm not perfect. I don't pretend to be. The bishop probably knows me better then my oldest friends. I screw up. I've done things that I have true and great remorse. Looking back on who I was makes me cringe. I was the ultimate hypocrite. I've been in places that I should never have been. But everyday I'm trying and I'm happier man for it. I never found joy in sin. There's no place for it in my life but I don't pretend I don't mess up. The man I am now is what God wants from us an imperfect man that wakes up and tries to be better every day.

Lastly anyone that is struggling or that wants to change there's hope. Seek help. Heavenly Father forgives all. He's waiting for your return. Whatever your past may be its can be over come. I promise.

Steven O. Jordan