I go to church to pray and worship, not to engage in the unedifying and church politics. Thankfully there is very little of that in my parish. Whilst I do socialise after services on occasion, it is not my raison d'être. To be honest, despite my parish being primarily convert, I have noticed very few so called hyperdox these days. Those that are (in my humble opinion), tend not to push it at others. I went through a hyperdox phase, but found it was self defeating, spiritually unedifying and ended up with complete burn out. Not to mention, in my zealousness I was definitely Orthodox, but I ceased to be Christian. I ceased to excercise Christian love and charity. People started to become hurt, angry, and put out because of me. I realised I was on the totally wrong path.
I have long sense ceased to be a hyperdox, and have settled for simply unassuming Orthodoxy. No more long "monastic" rules of prayers. I pray morning and evening prayer from the Jordanville prayerbook, simple prayer before and after meals, a quick sign of the cross before I start out on a journey. That's it... simple and unassuming. I attend Liturgy on Sunday, Vespers on Wednesday, and Vigil on Saturday evening (although often I only stay through Vespers unless I have need to confess). Although lately I haven't been as regular due to moving house. I strive to follow the fasts as I can, to my strength. Sometimes I do fail, but I get up and keep striving. At the same time I say little about it, and don't make a dead legalism of it. It's a spiritual tool for our benefit, we are not meant to be slaves to it. When it comes to fasting and non Orthodox family and friends.... prayer and discernment.... charity above all things. I also avoid reading labels. As an Orthodox monk once advised "You know what's meat, you know what's dairy, you needn't read labels". The key words, simplicity and charity.
I have chosen to do away with the television, not because of hyperdoxia, but out of genuine lack of interest. Of course my faith had play in the decision, but wasn't the sole reason. I also dress old fashioned (not Amish like) much of the time, but that is a personal choice born primarily out my love for things vintage (1930s-1940s).
Anyway, when I first attended my parish in the late '90s there were some (in my opinion) very hyperdox. I felt I had to follow their advise to a "T", to be fully Orthodox. I felt so "on fire" I did the "great purge". I got rid of most everything I had that didn't exist before 1900. This was even more complicated as I lived in a modern block of flats. I did fine for about three weeks, then I started toward burn out. Ultimately, I became frustrated and considered leaving. My priest and I met, and he told me that there are no Orthodox secret police, and many of the things I claimed I had to be or do to be truly Orthodox were not required or necessary. Furthermore, the church has not made any official pronouncements on most them. He said that whilst people were entitled to share their opinions I needn't take them as gospel truth. Since then I do listen and consider what others say, but I now know I'm under no obligation to follow. If they don't like it, that is for them to deal with. They don't live with me.
Thanks to a goodly priest I was able to temper and channel my zealous hyperdoxy toward being not just Orthodox but Christian.
Like as during a fast, when Mother Church admonishes us to keep to our own kitchens and dining rooms, I keep to myself and strive not to judge others Orthodoxy or how they go about it... As in the prayer of St. Ephrem: "Lord, help me to see my own faults, and judge my brother not."