I couldn't find if this was a previous topic, so I apologize in advance if it has been posted.
I am 28 years old, I have been DF'd for 7-8 of those. My parents were converted when I was 2 years old by the whole family on my mother's side. However, about 5-10 years into it, all of that side of the family were DF'd or DA'd because they wanted to have sex with multiple people or smoke, drink, gamble, cuss, or whatever else they wanted. I never took to the "truth" because I resented having to be treated differently than the rest of the kids my age in school. I hated being picked on or different, perhaps that made me a weak person, who knows?
I got baptized when I was 14, only because I wanted to do the cool "responsibilities" in the Kingdom Hall (Microphones, stage, etc.) I quickly found out that since my parents were only of middle-class income, we were excluded from numerous things and events, and the congregation was easily defined by socioeconomic status/class.
When I turned 18, I graduated as a nurse (high school program), joined my local fire dept., and got to experience all the bad things I wanted to experience. I had girlfriend after girlfriend, participated in alcohol & drugs, smoked cigarettes, etc. All the while I was giving talks every once in a while and being the good little dub at the Kingdom Hall. Finally I cracked under the pressure. I was hooked on prescription pills (Percocet & Oxycontin) and that was the only way I could gain any happiness in life or feel good about myself. I finally set up a meeting w/ the elders in order to get DF'd. I knew that if I DA'd, I put myself at risk of having them hound me to come back over and over. It was a tough decision, I knew that my family would make me an outcast, another item I disagreed with (especially since they are just so loving and care about everyone right?) I met w/ the elders, told them how I smoked, did drugs, had premarital sex.
They didn't seem to care about the drugs or alcohol, or even cigarettes. All they cared about was my sexal relations. They wanted DETAILS of every encounter I had. Things such as positions, number of times in that position, methods of intercourse (anal, vaginal, oral.) They wanted to know if the girl put her mouth on my genitals and if I returned the same. They wanted all the lurid details, most of which I didn't care to share with them. I even said "I don't think these questions are relevent, and I don't feel that it's any of your god damned business." Well, that just made them more persistent in asking about the sexual details. Perhaps they were rubbing each other under the table, or it gave them something good to spank it to later on... but it was one of the craziest experiences I've ever had.
Has anyone else had this sort of thing happen?