Experiences: How you know it ain't the 'truth'

by LDH 40 Replies latest jw friends

  • Billygoat
    Billygoat

    Another one...

    My father has been inactive for years. Struggles with rage and manic-depression, has always been abusive (physically/emotionally) to my step-mom, my brothers and me. Last October, he left my step-mom. She got an email from him stating he was leaving and that night all of his things were gone. She's been a housewife for several years and has not been in the workforce at all. Brothers just graduated high school and were living at home as regular pioneers. Needless to say, mom was devastated. She called me crying her poor heart out and felt like she didn't want to go on. I did all I could to comfort and console and give "independence" advice, but of course she went to the elders for advice as well. Their response? Go out in service more, pray more, study harder, be supportive to a husband that just left you with you two kids, a mortgage and no income. Uh - yeah. That's gonna help pay the bills and repair a broken marriage.

    I was so thankful I didn't live in the same state. I really was mad enough to strangle them!

    Andi

    PS: Since then mom has gotten a full-time job she likes and pays well AND has taken back Dad with open arms. If the abuse continues, she refuses to tell me.

  • conflicted
    conflicted

    My step-father was abusive to my mother and all four kids in the family. He studied for a while, learned the rules and then quit. Then he resumed his former life of drug selling and drug use in our home. He reacted violently when anyone brought up any idea of his changing his ways - after on particularly violent incedent we (my mother and the kids) left him and moved in with the congregation overseer.

    The step-dad in the mean time, didn't have to do anything - he knew that we couldn't stay there forever, he knew that we couldn't afford to move elswhere, and he knew he could do anything he wanted except commit adultery and the elders would still be on his side.

    He was a vile, evil, disgusting man, and the elders still told my mother he has the right to raise his family as he sees fit. And we were bound by biblical law to abide by his rule as long as it didn't go against God's law.

    It was ok for him to use and sell drugs, because he didn't force them on us.
    It was ok for him to beat us up, because the bible allows the head of the house to choose the proper punishment to be dealt to the family.
    It was ok for him to spend the rent money partying because it didn't stop us from attending meetings or field service.

    My family endured all of this BECAUSE the elders defended him. As long as we kept selling magazines they couldn't care less about our well being. And as long as he didn't sleep with anyone else we were forced to stay there - my mother couln't divorce, and we couldn't report anything to the authorities because it might bring reproach upon Jehovah's Organization.

    Well I think they deserve reproach!

  • puppylove
    puppylove

    I felt it wasn't the truth gradually. Little things.
    Like not being allowed to clap when someone was reinstated.

    A sister I knew was disfellowshipped because the man she married did not have a scriptual divorce (he lied to her and she had no idea).

    Family members shunning my critically ill sister-in-law because she is gay. Refusing to lift a hand to help her.

    Being lied to by an "Elder". Two friends were dating before one's divorce was final. Discussed this situation privately with an "Elder" on their committee, receiving assurances from him, then 180 degree turn around in their committe meeting. Emotional breakdown of one friend. She was no longer able to pioneer. They couldn't get married in a KH. Why? Because they started dating about a month before his divorce was final.

    (As a side note, I would get up and leave the hall when a certain elder had a part or said a prayer. He disgusted me and I didn't care who knew of it).

    Then, the big whammo!!!! The internet! Started doing research on JW's at work, couldn't believe my eyes. Showed it to the husband. He and I both took time off work and read Franz's books. Cried, was physically ill, couldn't believe my life had been so wasted. The memorial in 1999 was the last time we went to a "meeting".

  • ballistic
    ballistic

    OK HERE GOES, I've never told this story before...

    After my father died in hospital due to the blood issue, my mother quickly re-married a non-believer called Ray who started attending meetings straight away. It never occurred to me at the time how strange it was that he accepted all the doctrines, life style and everything over-night.
    The thing was, me and my two sisters didn't get on with him. It's hard enough to accept a new parent, but this guy was a perfectionist and we simply were not used to being shouted at to put towels straight and not to let a cup make a noise as you put it down.
    He wrote a list of rules and regulations for the house and organised the rooms as a museum.
    He went out in field service and studied the two books as quickly as possible in order to get baptised. As soon as he did get baptised, he started pioneering.
    My older sister left home because of the stress level in the house, she was getting panic attacks whenever Ray was due home. There were rumours in the congregation about the way he treated us, but it never came to anything.
    Then Ray started getting into fits of rage, his temper became volatile and he would start becoming violent in a split second. Thrown dinners, chairs, TVs, broken mirrors, doors, etc soon became part of life. I remember covering for him on several occassions when brothers would visit out of fear.
    Sometimes as he prayed over a meal, it would go, "Dear Jehovah God, we thank you for this meal which has been lovingly prepaired, we thankyou for all of your loving provisions. Please help us to be obedient and respectful and help (deep sigh)------- help the children to do what they're TOLD (starting to quiver with anger) help them because we're all imperfect and...and...and...God (said as a cuss) ..."
    I never felt right saying "amen" to prayers like that and if the meal started like that, you knew dinners were going to end up on the floor.
    (would you thank God for something and then throw it on the floor?)

    Ive just realised this is a bit long winded -= can i finish it later? It gets worse.

  • conflicted
    conflicted

    No! This one isn't going to die that fast! I think this type of thread serves a good purpose - both the those reading and learning how life as a JW really is, and also for those posting - to get it off their chests.

    Here's another one:

    There were alot of elderly in our congregation, and in the course of one year two of the elderly had strokes. One was the aged mother-in-law of the congregation overseer, the other was one of those sisters you see who attend the meetings alone, she was kind of poor, but she was very kind.

    When the CO's mom-in-law had her stroke there was a great outpouring of support to the family, at the hospital, and during her recovery. There was a great abundance of love and support, plenty to go around.

    Then the other sister had her stroke - I don't know if everyone got 'supported out' or what, but there was nobody to help this poor woman. She had to get driven and picked up from the meetings by her non-believing son because nobody could bother themselves to pick her up.

    It was as if once she couln't sell magazines anymore the congregation didn't need her - so they wiped their hands clean of her and would occasionally say hi once in a while while she waited for her ride home.

    A very sad way for Jah's people to treat their own.

  • drahcir yarrum
    drahcir yarrum

    I believe that there is more scriptural support for stoning people to death than their is for disfellowshipping (shunning).

  • hungry4life
    hungry4life

    About 9 years ago the elders asked me to study with Leah a young lady(12 years old) in our congregation in order to help support her and her family who were going through tough times. ( the mother had been baptized about 4 years and faithfully brought her 3 daughters to all the meetings. But her husband was not a witness and had recently left her). I became friends with the entire family they were delightful and well balanced people. Spiritually minded and very close.

    They got through the tough times and she eventually remarried a wonderful brother in the congregation . Her mother and I became close friends but I still maintained a special big sister relationship with leah.

    By now she was 15 and had started to express herself by dressing a bit differently (you know like Doc's with her dresses, mild stuff ,always modest). Basically it was just the style and she was not the only one. She was doing well had gotten baptized a couple of years back and was auxillary pioneering pretty regularly (home schooled). She also colored her hair a dark brown and cut it short (really looked cute).

    Well this elder who was raising two of the geekiest kids I have ever met. For the boy greased hair parted down the side and slicked over the top,ill fitting, mismatched ,polyester
    suits and for the girl old lady dresses about 4 sizes to big, she could not wear any make up or jewelery or wear her hair any way but straight and long. Forced home schooling and no other kids in the hall were ever good enough to be their kids friends. You know the type over the edge extreme.

    One day in service ( I was pioneering too) his daughter and leah got assigned to same car group with me,(he was not directing). Immediately after the meeting the elder went up to our group and coldly and loudly informed us that his daughter could not join us with Leah dressed the way she was(let me tell you she looked far more presentable than his daughter). He harshly took her from our group and out with someone else. Leah was devestated she had never so much as been counseled on her clothing and was not in bad standing in any way. Soon after she was called in to see the elders and they "counseled" her on her attire. Of course this pious elder was on the commitee.

    About two months after that I had some of the young ladies in the congregation over for a get together. I am not sure why but that elders daughter confessed to us that she was lonely and bored she felt like a geek. She told the whole group she couldn't wait to get married and have sex 5 times a day. She also told us that her parents would never even let her talk to a boy (she was 16)but related that she knew what they looked like from having seen her brother(11 months older). She laughed and told us how once her parents had come home and caught them but she told them " I just wanted to know what a boy looked like"and pretended it was the first time and they dropped it. I could not beleive my ears, this arrogant elder is making innocent young people feel like dirt, over the length of their hair or type of shoes. No one is allowed to associate with his precious darlings and the whole time those two are engaging regularly in god only knows what type of sexual activity! and both parents knew and looked the other way.

    This was too much for me. (No I didn't go tell the elders I wasn't stupid). The whole thing pointed me to the realization that the whole thing was a sham. People pretending to be something they are not and using criticism of others to elevate themselves.

    Additionally children's lives were being destroyed because they were not allowed to have a normal, developmentally appropriate existence. No sports, college , holidays, extended family (outside the org).No friends, proms ,dances, boots with dresses,no dating till you were ready to marry, no room for personal decisions and expression. No wonder kids are leaving in such high numbers.

    You cannot protect your children from living and growing up. Stifle their actions,muzzle their words, isolate them from society, label everyone else as a lower being. Kids will still think for themselves, still come up with ways to explore and experiment and decide for themselves.

    I for one would much rather take the chance on having my children grow up in the real world with true morals and take a chance on the occasional mistake (and haven't we all made those)? Than risk destroying my relationship with them , forcing them to lead double lives and perverting their natural sense of right and wrong.

    I have not put in all the details of the girls story nor have I put in all the details of her fathers tyrannic rule over the congregation. But I hope that I have said enough for you to understand the ugliness of the situation. And why it was at that point that I began to question whether staying in this oppressive religion was in my children's best interest.

  • BoozeRunner
    BoozeRunner

    Hi folks,

    Heres a sickening experience. My wife, who died @ age 27, was quite ill for some time prior to passing away.The year b4 she died, our DC was held @ Veterans Stadium in Philly, PA. In the heat of summer, the Vet is pretty brutal. The first 3 rows in each section (unedr shade) are reserved for elderly and those who are ill. Given my wifes condition, we decided to take advantage of those arrangements.

    Upon finding a couple of seats in a reserved area, we were approached by an attendant who, seeing our age, reminded us that that area was reserved for elderly, etc, etc. I respectfully let him know that my wife was truly ill. His response? "She doesnt look sick to me." I was FLOORED, my wife suggested we go to another section. So, we tried again. We met with the same bias for a second time. My wife wanted to cry. She could barely walk, and here were "brothers" who knew NOTHING about us making judgements about her physical condition, and by extension, they were calling us liars.

    So, we LEFT!! We eventually went to another DC in Uniondale, NY, which was an indoor arrangement.

    "LOVE & TRUTH?" Uh, yeah, and I am Mother Theresa.

    Boozy

  • BoozeRunner
    BoozeRunner

    Oh, BTW... just in case some "troll" wants to know why my wife wasnt in a wheelchair if she was sooo sick, I will tell you-because @ 27 years of age, the pain of NOT being able to do for yourself is worse than knowing you are going to die.

    Boozy

  • LDH
    LDH

    I will keep this at the top for a few days.

    I'll be back leter today to post more of my own experiences.

    To all who have contributed, thank you for your heartfelt words. When it all comes down to it, I guess I'm not smart like Alan or Norm. I didn't do any research on the 537 vs 607 or anything like that. I couldn't take what it was doing to me personally.

    Lisa

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