I was going to Church but stress overcame the ability

I had every intention of venturing out to go to Church this morning, except the stress I'm going through over this last week without little reprieve this coming week, plus a tooth ache that's driving me bonkers put the kibosh to me attending services. But it does not end there. While its a fact one does not go to Church to gain brownie points or to be popular although many do, it's about renewing our solidarity and promises to Heavenly Father and his son Jesus Christ, so that one point in our eternal progression we can sit by the throne of Heavenly Father. However if that be the case, why can't I just read my scriptures and pray at home? Which I do. 
Outside of our Bishop at the Uinta View Ward of the LDS denomination, although I feel a bit distanced from any more, but outside of him, Vern, and Dave and that one family, the rest of the congregation although they don't say it, would just asoon me not be there. They don't say it, but my they show it. 
Now I understand the reasons for this distaste and I will not go into them here, but that reason was taken way out of context or meaning and still even though we are to forgive , I ain't been forgave. 
I made mention for my home teacher to drop by so I could discuss things like transferring out of this Ward to possibly just leaving the denomination all together. Yet no follow up. Made a similar request to our Bishop, again pretty much ignored. 
Over the last few years the LDS denomination, has had a pretty good movement of people exiting the faith, and going elsewhere or establishing other denominations, based on the teachings of the Church, but with out all the opinions , bias, and bigotry. I am one of those. Yet I have tried to keep an open mind to go when I can, but every time I do, after sacrament I'm all too happy to get out of there. Which is why I don't go to Priesthood, or Sunday School classes. They don't want me there and that is I really don't want to be there, its a mutual feeling. The few times I have extended myself to be social, the event has came around to bite me in the butt. Last Christmas this one lady a at the time single mother asked me at some Christmas gathering, if I'd be a Santa Clause? I have in an old chest a suit, that I could have worn, been fine with it. She said she'd call. The call never came. Then just a few weeks ago, I was to supposed to go and help clean the Church building, to help repay in deed for some help the Church gave me. Okay, but no fuel to go. So a ride was supposed to pick me up and bring me home. I called Brother D , and guess what? No answer, the night before, nor several times that next morning. It's like Brother D thought I don't want that bum in my pickup. Okay fine, but I was there ready and willing. I fully understand some of the feelings, being 100% Confederate Southern Rebel, with one arm around a guardian angel and the other arm around the Reaper, and as a result a full anti establishment, fight the system individual, the Church at least this Ward, keeps me at arms length. But Might I remind a few that the organization that helps keep me grounded, was formed from an LDS Ward and a LDS church supported Cub Scout troupe. Few outside of the President of the church has a deeper Testimony, or vision of the Church than I do, for few others have really seen or peeked around the veil to stare into Jesus' eyes, like I have, nor have I the slightest doubt of the power a few elders gave in prayer and blessing, that I'm still here on Earth today. And yet the very denomination, outside of three wards that I can think of, have shunned me and even once my entire family, my wife Janice, Step Son Mike, and Daughter Christy, as they did in Springville Utah. 
I will not bore ya'll by listing and writing of the transgressions the church has done to me over the years, as I at least forgive, but not forget. Does the Church have a duty to help me to repent of their sins albeit done by men of the Church to me? I think so. Will I ever get that? Probably not. But its why I don't go to Church any more than I do. 
Maybe some day before I depart from this area of Wyoming, that my friend Bishop, and Dave and/or Vern will come to the Wolf's Lair here and have a pow-wow.
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