My parents were members but we lived so far from church. When I was 8 we moved to a small town that had a branch. My mother started first, dragging me along, and finally convinced (nagged) my father to start going to... I was baptized at 9. From then on we were almost always at the church for some meeting or another. My mother was in the Primary as a teacher, counselor and president and Relief Society in all sorts of positions. My father was second counselor and executive secretary and several other positions that I forget.
I was sent on a mission, (didn't want to go, but my mother wanted me to go so I went.). When I returned I taught Seminary... I got married in the SLC Temple and over the next 18 years my wife and I held assorted positions. I went through periods of belief, and periods of doubt. I would study, fast and pray all the while still going to church and then when I got no answer my doubting period would begin. It cycled. When I was on the mission I saw good people who sincerely believed, but they barely were able to survive..some had no indoor plumbing and the light shown through the walls of the house...and yet they scraped and saved to pay what little tithes and offerings they could.
I began to wonder how a god who demanded we worship him, not help people who worshipped him. Oh sure there were stories of prayers being answered but it was always "so and so who knew someone who knew someone who had their prayers answered". I noticed that my prayers were not answered. I have been praying to know if the church was true, if the bible and BOM was true, etc. And got nothing. Oh sure I could be like everyone else and stand up and bear my testimony...even get a tear in my eye. But it was all an act. I felt nothing.
After 18 years, I could take it no more, and got a divorce. (I spent almost a year in a psyche ward before I made the decision to get free.) Once on my own, I went searching, I looked into Pagan religions, christian religions, spiritual religions, and other belief systems. I discovered that I felt nothing when I tried them. So went back to Christianity and the LDS church and tried again. I read, fasted, prayed, etc. All the things that I had told investigators to do...and got zip. No prayers answered. I felt nothing.. and so now I am an agnostic. Why am I here on an LDS forum if I do not believe? Well, as one of my shrinks told me, we hang onto what we were raised with and feel somewhat comfortable with.
So I guess the reason I am inactive is because "god" could care less about answering any of my prayers. I was told if you are doing something and it isn't working then stop doing it and try something else... so I am at the point where if god wants me to worship him, then he better be coming across with help and answers. I pray, god answers, I worship.