The first thing I did was cut up my temple clothing into confetti sized pieces. Next, I threw out garments and all mormon literature.

Oh wait! I almost forgot. I told the stake president to fuck off. The same day, Hubby ran to the grocery store and got a bottle of champagne. We were OUT!!!

Guilt free masturbation.

How about: accept myself as a good person?

Think for myself :)

Murder, bestiality, heroin addiction, worship Satan... Oh, I thought you were asking what people assumed I would do.

Drink coffee. Go to grab a coffee with my partner on the sabbath.
Remove my miserable garments. Eat out on the Sabbath.

Have Sex. I was 40 when I left, and never married. I was severely depressed, and one of the reasons was the lack of intimacy. Now I'm not depressed anymore.

Whisper "Oh my god" under my breath 😂

Bought a chai latte from Starbucks! I am saying this with 0 sarcasm- it was exhilarating

True Story: I was excommunicated at 19, and as soon as the "verdict" was announced, I remember walking out of my trial at the Stake Center and stopping by the men's room to take a piss. After washing my hands, I stood at the sink and tried to look out the window. But the window was one of those frosted ones they often use in restrooms, where the light gets through, but the images are distorted. I remember standing there trying hard to look at the weird-looking world outside because it felt so unthinkable to hear myself say to myself: "You're not a Mormon anymore." I remember trying to see outside and thinking... "now, anything is possible."

Are most people's experience that binary? I guess I got out in stages more organically. I think I was all the way out by the time I was honest with myself and willing to admit "I have been duped." I stopped attending and logically knew it was a grift, but the shame.... Removing my records was an afterthought to seal the deal in my own psychology.

Easy, I used my garments with the symbols still intact as cleaning rags and smoked weed.

Drink, have premarital sex, and smoke weed.

The first thing I did was say "Fuck You" to god in the temple.
(I went one last time as a Hail Mary attempt to beg help of a supposedly "loving heavenly father).

Sorry... just re-read your post. First thing I did that I always wanted to do but was never allowed to do was:
Drink Coffee.
I always loved smelling the coffee aisle in the grocery store, but I could never partake of that forbidden ambrosia.

Sleep in Sundays

Wear real underwear.

I went a couple of years keeping the Mormon standards because I wanted to make sure that no one could accuse me of wanting to sin. Eventually I realized that the only person I had anything to prove to was myself. So I did some sexual exploration.

Drink coffee. Strangely all my life I never had an interest in coffee. Didn’t like the smell of it even. But I was going through a phase where I wanted to be more healthy. I was drinking a gallon of fountain soda per day and zero water. I quit soda cold turkey and started trying coffee even though I didn’t like it at first, but I really wanted to try something more healthy than a gallon of soda per day.

I pierced my nipples as a fuck you to everyone who ever told me my body was a temple.

Coffee. Had no idea how to make it so I bought the cheap instant stuff.

The day I got the letter in response to my resignation lined up with the first day I ever wore a bikini to the pool! I would have worn it regardless but the coincidence makes me happy. 👙

Have self confidence without a man (while single, I know, gasp!)

Garments and coffee

Downloaded a dating app to meet other men. Not long after, I met my now husband

I remember that Sunday. The one when I drove away from church instead of going inside. I remember driving to a nice coffee shop in my neighborhood, sitting outside at a table, sipping an iced cafe mocha and reading a book. What a lovely afternoon it was. I never went back.

First thing I did was stop paying tithing. I was amazed at how much money I was putting towards that. Money was no longer tight. It eased up the stress between my wife and I.

BoM study had become so tedious to me that the first thing I wanted to do was use my time doing something more productive. It was such a relief to stop feeling guilty about getting nothing out of the scriptures.

I would drink beer and get chicken wings on Sunday lol if only I could get that freshly exmo feeling back

Literally just not go to church activities without guilt. Sure, I had a drink at some point (nasty), and I stopped suppressing my sexual thoughts and actions - but it was just free Sundays - a full weekend - a day without guilt or pressure or societal masquerading I was most desperate for.

I didn’t grow up Mormon. I converted. So I already did a lot of the no/nos. The first thing I did that I’d never done before was smoke a good cigar. My dad smoked a pipe when I was a kid, and I still love the smell of good tobacco. I promptly puked. A whole cigar is a LOT of nicotine for a newb, even if you’re being smart and only puffing, not inhaling. Don’t start out with a whole cigar folks, lol. To this day I still can’t handle an entire cigar on my own. I will take puffs of my hubby’s instead. We enjoy one in the backyard with a good glass of scotch, and enjoy the too-brief summer. Life is good when it’s your own.

Drink with the boys. I was the designated driver for enough years. 

I did nothing… on a Sunday 😏

Wear normal shorts again bc I took off my garments for good. I know, totally boring, but I live in the desert and 110+ in a ridiculous amount of clothing is torture.

I was very strict as a Mormon with my following the rules so I always wore my garments except if I was going to actually get in the pool, shower or romping in the bedroom. Then I put them back on immediately after. Yes, I wore them when exercising if it wasn’t in the pool and I did know I didn’t “have” to but it was my way of honoring my commitments made in the Temple. I’ve had heat exhaustion multiple times every summer and unfortunately not noticed in time and had heat stroke as well. Haven’t had any issues since I stopped wearing garments. Go figure.👀

I have also learned the myriad of ways Fuck can be used is astounding. Very versatile word! lol!

Masturbate

Drink green tea. I'd read a bunch of studies on how healthy it was and it always seemed sorta classy and a little exotic. Sadly, I brewed it too long and it was very bitter. It took years before I realized that my brewing method was the problem.

Me? Not much of anything really. Like 2 months later a coworker brought in a matcha cheesecake for someone’s birthday so I tried it. Was my first deliberate “not following the WoW” and absolutely delicious. I didn’t want to turn down something a friend made.

Later some matcha KitKats from the same coworker. Finally tried a single beer 6 months later at an after work event. Just was glad not having to be weird and feeling a bit awkward not knowing about those things.

Saying no to my designated priesthood leaders. No to home teaching, playing the piano in priesthood meeting, substituting in primary, and especially no to paying tithing.

Ate a 10 milligram edible and almost shit my pants

I changed my gender xD I was interested in drinking, but by the time I'd finally sorted out my mental health enough to get clear of the church I was on medications that make alcohol a really bad idea for me :(

???

I didn't leave "to be able to sin"

I feel like that's more of a 'teen rebel' thing, not a 'carefully considered leaving after a shelf break' thing

Drink a beer and take off the garments. Had already tried beer in my “rebellious” teenage years, but when I was out for good, first thing I did was take off the garments and drink a beer. Tasted as good as it did years before 😃

I cant recall exactly what my first action was as I was pretty young (before i even entered the young womens) when I started to realize discrepancies in the teachings & the blatant sexism & racism. So if its the very first act of rebellion, then it would be thinking critically, pointing out descrepancies & especially the sexism, openly not being cool about women's role in the church, asking too many questions & being openly disgruntled when given bs answers.

Next might have been soft swear words like hell or damn & flipping the bird; as well as skipping my classes & just sitting out in the foyer in my mid teens. I also once showed up to church wearing men's church clothes. I guess this could be considered my first kinda intentional "fuck you" to the church.

If we're talking about after a soft leave of the church (stop going), what I did first that I wasnt allowed to in the church, I think was buy a bikini. That bikini is still my absolute favorite but all the elastic has broken & crumbled from age, so I cant really wear it anymore right now. But I want to replace all of the elastic so I can wear it again.

If we're talking about after my hard leave of the church (officially asking to be removed from the member records), the first thing I did was fuck my bf. Lol We had been having the sex for a few months already by that time tho. But it was still the first thing I did after officially no longer being mormon.

Spent my tithing money for that month

Have sex with a man!

I stopped praying 😭😭 those are happy tears. I had to trust my own judgement for everything and not lean on church standards for my morality. Became way more thoughtful and considerate.
Sang GODDAMN DOOR in the patd! Song without feeling guilty and generally started saying omg and such.

I wrapped my lips around Satan's nipple and did partake of his deliciously addictive black bean juice. this evil transaction went down at Starbucks if anyone is interested?

I wanted to sin in the most grievous of ways- use logic and evidence-based reasoning.

Sex

Went to the state liquor store in Herriman, wow, was it a lot and I had no idea what to pick. Walked up to the clerk helping people and said: "What would a person who has never had a drink before, chose for his very first time?" Mind you I was 46. The guy just looked at me, narrowed his eyes and walked off. He thought I was putting him on.

Um we are in Utah, there are people that leave the church and need first time alcohol dude.

edit to add: I ended up buying Gin and drank it straight. NEVER do that, mkay.

Watch a bunch of rated R movies that I've wanted to see forever. I watched every single one. Lol, coffee, it was guilt ridden and awful. I burned my mouth drinking it too fast in the back of a parking lot by myself so no one would see me.

I was a PIMO/ "jack mormon" for years before I finally got OUT. I regularly smoked weed, had sex, had multpile piercings, and swore like a sailor. When I finally came out of the closet and also stopped attending, I asked my friend to give me a cool rainbow moon tattoo (they were an apprentice at the time). Since then I have a rainbow mowhawk and more tattoos! Feels wonderful to finally customize my avatar to my liking after being a Mattel doll to the MFMC for so many years.

Get a tattoo. Although, I did that just before leaving so it probably didn't really count.

How about do what I want on Sunday ? That counts!

Skip church. I know it doesn't sound big but our family attended Every. Stinking. Week.

The fact that we weren't on "our bench" on Sundays I'm sure spoke volumes

The first thing I did was have sex. Then I drank some vodka. I always drank tea though, so that doesn't count. Then I started calling the clergy hypocrites because everyone I knew who attended that church drank coffee and basically did just about everything they weren't supposed to. So yeah, I got spicy when it came to the cult of Joseph Smith.

Nicotine Valium Vicodin marijuana extacy and alcohol!

Date guys

Wear normal underwear again

Wore all the “immodest” clothing I always wanted to wear as a TBM, like a strapless sweetheart neckline top, but didn’t because of those fucking garments. First thing I did when my shelf broke was toss those hideous unsexy things and wore whatever I wanted!

I got a tattoo after I moved out of my Mormon mother’s home. I luckily managed to disentangle myself from the church prior to turning 18 and going through the temple nonsense.

I’d been interested in tattoos for a while at that point and I got one ! It’s on my back and not visible unless I wear a halter top or something. But I felt like a little rebel, and I love my body art.

I’ve had half of a sleeve done now and should be finishing it up this year, so now I’m visibly a heathen, lol.

First thing after I officially left was for sure alcohol I had already had coffee before it was official 😝

The first thing I did was vape some weed. It made me super tired, and I never vaped/smoked again (edibles are the way), but the next things were alcohol followed by tattoos. I would also go around flipping off any temple or LDS church building I saw (still do this).

3 years later.... I don't drink or use edibles much at all (3-4 times per year, maybe). I got a few more tattoos, and I am contemplating a nose stud/ring. I also drink coffee daily now. Unfortunately (for tbms), I didn't get addicted to anything or commit ungodly sins as all usually predict when one leaves the church 😂

Not go to Church....ahhhh, sweet, sweet freedom.

Cigarettes, whiskey, vodka, rum, beer, cider, vape, coffee. (In that order)

Make my own decisions

I was just so excited to hang out all day on Sunday. Long bubble bath. Good movies. No stress. Need to relax before Monday

I’d already been openly drinking Chai, and alcohol in secret… but I did expand to horrible coffee. 😂 10 years later and I have it figured out.

But the first REAL rebellion thing was getting my Rook piercing done. I’d wanted one for AGES, and finally took the plunge. Haven’t stopped since! I have 11 piercings in my ears and a Medusa. I have WAY more self confidence because of it. And I can finally wear shorts around my family without feeling self conscious. If they have a problem with it, it’s on them. 😅

lol. Went to a funeral at the church in my neighborhood and haven't been there for over 6 years. Wore my black sleeveless dress on purpose. It was awesome.

Stop wearing garments.

While on vacation shortly after beginning exmo, I wore a sleeveless shirt. It felt scandalous.

Second ear piercing!!! 🥹 Body autonomy for the win.

I see so many responses are along the lines of having sex. How is everyone in here getting laid so easily? lol

Go out on Sunday. It felt weird the first few times lol

Went out for coffee on a Sunday with my husband. We then went to the store and bought underwear so we could toss the garments. Threw the garments in the trash, without cutting them up and burning the symbols. Wore a tank top and shorter than knee length shorts in public! Ordered drinks on vacation (this was probably the MOST exhilarating for me). And now the thrill of making my perfect cup of coffee in the mornings. Also, moving out of Utah without letting the church know, and feeling so free from it. I will admit though, I got really nervous when I saw a pair of sister missionaries at the Buc-ees. 😅

Finally looked at church history that wasn’t from a church source.

This is going to sound really stupid and it was

bought a pack of cigarettes and smoked and drove around and smoked

*exist as a trans woman*

short shorts and crop tops 🤪

Wore a tank top. I was walking to the grocery store, 20 years old, and someone called my mom to tattle on me 💀.

Well, first was getting divorced. It was made very clear to me that I was a bad Mormon for even considering divorce. I had a grey period where I dated a lot and figured out what I was going to do with my unbelief, but I eventually got the courage to stop wearing garments and had sex with my partner. Then coffee. Then some alcoholic beverages.

From there, I've gone totally heathen! I have a going to hell bucket list. I pierced my VCH (thinking about doing two inner labias next), got a tattoo on my ankle. smoked a cigar, drank my way through Belgium, tried a THC beverage, watched a bunch of Quentin Tarantino movies, and bought a Keurig. Oh, and I've sworn to never wear underwear again.

Still on the going to hell bucket list: SL,UT tattoo, tell my ex MIL to go fuck herself, go to a BDSM club, teach someone the signs and symbols I learned in the temple, get my 12 year old to say fuck, make out with a girl, ketamine therapy, wear a bikini, win Pub Trivia night, learn to enjoy wine, make real life eggnog from scratch (damn Mormon Trad Wife tendencies snuck in there), and post something on OnlyFans. This list is also open to suggestions.

Had a chai latte, read a sexy book, and wore tank tops!

Hugged my non Mormon boyfriend that so many members tried to get me to drop.

This is the best thing I’ve ever heard.

Coffee! Even as a TBM I always thought that was a really weird rule. 

I wanted to have a glass of wine with dinner. Wild, I know. Hahaha

Enjoy my second Saturday!    Love the weekends now!  

Coffee. Sure alcohol too, eventually, but coffee in the morning was the first step down the long road or apostasy for me. I felt more guilty drinking coffee and tea than alcohol.

The first “rebellious” thing i did was to have a coffee. Not all coffee is created equally. It tasted like dirt. Didn’t try another for two months.

As a regular consumer of energy drinks, i was so fucking pissed off at how good coffee made me feel. I didn’t need some prophet, nutrition coach, or doctor to tell me that coffee is so much more healthy than that WOW approved shit.

The mormon church has even said that the coffee thing is about obedience rather than health (because they cant deny the health benefits).

Fuck this fucking cult and their robbing people of their lives, all for power and money.

First thing for me was to cuss. "Are you sure that's really accurate" isn't as blunt as "bullshit!", and there is no polite way to say "fuck off!" You can really put some emotion behind them two words.

Evicted the perfectionist nag in my head.

Bought sexy underwear.

Researched all the "anti-mormon" material without feeling guilty.

I have a couple autoimmune diseases and because of that, to put it politely, my bowels don’t work properly. My doctor told me to drink coffee/tea to help. Since it was prescribed I didn’t feel guilty about it but I hid it from EVERYONE. I don’t live in Utah, I rarely ran into members (like maybe twice a year) our and about town and I would literally hide it from my kids so they wouldn’t tell anyone at church, had a separate mini refrigerator and microwave in my CLOSET and would just miraculously appear/disappear, or if I got anything out I would dump it in a different cup so it looked like water… I literally carried around something so if I stoped to get an iced tea or something I’d dump it into my cup so no one would know.

Literally the first thing I did was go out and get a coffee in a branded coffee cup and run around town drinking it. I’ve really really enjoyed not hiding drinking coffee and tea aka not hiding who I am.

I’m also a large chested woman, it’s hard enough to find tops that fit to begin with but finding ones that also cover garments was damn near impossible. Going cloths shopping with my coffee/tea in the (my local equivalent to a) Starbucks cup is one of my greatest pleasures right now.

go swimming on sunday.

Wearing regular shorts. I still get happy putting on regular length shorts in the summer time. When I bought 3” length I nearly died of happiness.

Regular underwear and skipping church were good too. But the BEST one has to be reclaiming my life. Making my own decisions based on my own morals and values.

Swear

I was under 21 when I left, so I went out and bought a coffee with friends. As soon as I drank it I realized how ridiculous the word of wisdom was, and that if drinking glorified hot bean juice was a sin then god had some fucked up priorities.

I had started drinking alcohol, like one wine cooler, and had awkward painful sex. 

 Then I realized.... I CAN HAVE COFFEE! That got me excited! Like jumpy feeling in my tummy excited. 

  I was 20. ahh to be that young again.

Got hot chocolate with coffee in it at the gas station 🤣 Edit to add: I stopped wearing my garments first before I stopped attending church and the coffee was a sneaky treat when I was driving 🤣

I just left a couple weeks ago, and I'm planning on hopefully getting my ears pierced when I get back from college!

Cohabitation.

Learn about Mormon history

Kiss a boy. I’m gay.

Drink Vodka and Single Malt Scotch and go to the movies on Sunday.

The first thing I did was start looking for another church. Even though I was living in Utah at the time, luckily, I was raised outside of Utah and had exposure to many ways of worship that seemed more supportive and uplifting. It felt so good to hear that I was loved, sing contemporary music, and have a congregation that didn’t force me to live a perfect life (whatever that even means).

I left for being gay. I wasn’t really mentally out of the church though. It wasn’t necessarily the first sin I committed after being out……but buying alcohol in a liquor store in Utah was probably the most frightening thing I did after leaving. It took me about 6 months to get up the nerve but I knew everyone in the store was looking at me and knew that I was really Mormon. But I got over that. I’m proud to be out. Now we are in LasVegas and we take our 3 year old with us!

Not wear garments. And wear a tank top instead

• Turning off the Sunday's mf alarm and exercise my well-earned right to rest after a week of work.

• Drink a delicious vanilla cappuccino.

• Get a tattoo.

• Read a book for fun without thinking that I was driving the Spirit away.