I was raised as a poster-child American Jew. I attended all the day camps and sleepaway camps, head of the class in Hebrew school and confirmation, BBG girl, on the board of my college Hillel, etc etc. I even spent years of my career in the Jewish non-profit world. My husband and I had a Jewish wedding and pay membership dues to our local synagogue. What’s troubling me now is that the older I get, the further I seem to move away from that identity I spent years cultivating. I still feel connected to the Jewish people and my culture, but I just wonder why I go through the motions of observance/practice, and do I really believe in it, and who am I doing it for? Last year for the first time in my life I didn’t fast on Yom Kippur, and you know what? I felt fine about it. Passover is coming up and I’m wondering if/why I should even make an effort to keep kosher for Pesach. Is it meaningful for me anymore? I think with the planet dying around us, society becoming increasingly more hateful and extreme, and just coming to terms with the realities of adult life…I’m questioning my belief in G-d and the Torah for the first time in my life. I don’t know if anyone can relate, or if you have words of wisdom to share (or more likely, I’ll be attacked and it will start an argument on the evils of the Diaspora or something…), but I just wanted to voice my struggles to the void. So thank you in advance, dear void.
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