But I will never again live in Utah!
I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I suppose I am a card-carrying member, as I do actually have a card. I was neither raised in the Church nor in Utah. My exposure to the church was in college, abot six hours after I arrived at Eastern Arizona College in Thatcher, AZ. Link
I fell in with a group of people who were LDS (the common and preferable contraction for the name of our church), and I started receiving regular visits from missionaries. We talked a lot about God, Jesus Christ, and Joseph Smith Link
After about four weeks of discussions, my heart was touched and I became a member by being baptized. (Full immersion, BTW.) I then proceeded to find out as much as possible about this new religion; things that I hadn't covered in my lengthy talks with the missionaries. After a year, I went on a mission myself, to London, England.Link
Lived there for two years: November 1990-November 1992. Very fun, quite eye-opening.
After coming home, I met my wife, Bonnie, and she was a lifelong member who had been born and raised in Salt Lake City. Since I was still at EAC, we moved to Arizona. But we later moved to Utah for a while. Bad move for the right reasons. (Maybe later...)
The point is that we were so desperate to leave the crazy atmosphere of Utah that we joined the Army.
Utah is interesting, since it was founded by Mormons and settled by Mormons, they can't remove the church from the state.
The non-Mormons in Utah are so rabidly anti-Mormon that anything you say or do is going to be scrutinized for any attempt to convert the listener.
The Mormons in Utah are so incredibly "sophisticated" about their religion that they want to appear above the commandments of the Church, including the bans on smoking, drinking, R-rated movies, etc. And they are scrutinizing you to make sure you are neither a "goody goody" nor a "Jack Mormon" (inactive member who doesn't live the commandments).
So yeah, I felt like I was constantly being judged and ridiculed in Utah. Both by the members and the non-members. Very irritating. The worst time for my church enthusiasm was the time I lived in "Zion".