Elder Santos, I’m a Service Missionary, serving in name of Jesus Christ at the Church of Jesus Christ of the Latter-day Saints. I had wanted to have a website for several years, and before the start of my service I had been building my own website as a personal blog. Since I had the initial layout planned out, I chose to adapt it for use during the extent of my missionary service.
As a service missionary, one of the peculiarities of it, is that since I don’t teach, live at home, and still have access to my several electronic devices, the only major change in that aspect is the quality and meaning of use of said electronics. Therefore, here is my personal missionary blog.
The other reason as to why I went through with this project is that, by living in the same house, with my parents around 24/7, going to the same ward, there’s little to no reason to commit to sending out weekly emails of my missionary service, since they get to hear all about it personally. But I still wanted to make my experiences reach a bigger, wider range of public. In conclusion, this website came about.
Here you’ll find hard-working moments of my service, funny ones, the goofy and, lazy *cof cof* leisure *cof* my leisure moments too.
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AAAAAAAAnyways… Let’s get to the purpose of this page…
About Me
Born in Curitiba, Paraná, Brazil, I lived in the metropolitan area in a city of Pinhais for the longest extent of my life so far, nearly 19 years. I had built a wide network of friendships, experiences, and connections that had mostly constituted my identity and who I had grown up to be. Moving to the USA had been a major change to that, of all friendships, only 3 have been a constant presence in my life, previous romantic relationships severed, even the potential ones… tsk tsk ┐( ̄~ ̄;)┌
The move, easy to say, wasn’t at all a smooth transition. Without any communication ability in the local language, trusting friendships to rely on and all sense of familiarity being gone along with no assurance that any of this was meant to be, I felt very lost. Even hollywood scenes of students crying in the bathroom because of stress came to be realized in real life… yes, I cried ( ͒˃̩̩⌂˂̩̩ ͒)
This has affected me emotionally, physically and spiritually as well. Ultimately in my lowest point, that could very well be categorized as depression, I had decided to leave the church, I couldn’t find any joy, happiness or purpose there in, or find any ability in myself to achieve them. The passing of time, life, and decisions I still regret have taken place instead. As long as the one hurting had been myself alone, nothing could rally me up to change, I had given up on seeing any capability of change in myself… I was fine with my wayward decisions because they would be my pain and regret.
I was gravely wrong.
After a couple of years, I have seen how my decisions started to affect my family around me. Perhaps I had given up on myself to the point of stopping to look inwards and, seeing the struggles that my actions had brought upon my family’s emotional and spiritual foundations, I found a reason to change… if not for myself, then, I would do it for them.
A year and a half later, here I am, a Service Missionary, in the Boston Mission.
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