Many years ago, we (nonJW hubby) had a "run" of bad luck, our car had blown "something" that couldn't be fixed, our rent was overdue, the finance company had given us the date that our furniture was to be repossessed, and hubby had lost his job because he couldn't GET there (35 miles away) and he was making comments like we'd be better off without him, etc.
I was sick with worry every time I left the house, at what he might do when the rest of us were at "the meetings". REALLY frightened that he would harm himself.
There was a "get together" for someone who was moving away, and I had taken the kids and gone to it, and cornered an Elder to explain the situation and ask for advice.
His reaction? He asked me what had *I* done to make my husband so despondant?
I was SO furious, but kept my "loyaldub" composure, but I wanted to sock him right in the face for his crappy attitude.
LIFE had dumped on my husband, and dear brother Elder wanted to know what *I* had done.....rotten unfeeling creep.
Shredded families and ruined lives;
The WBTS has MUCH to answer for......
Hugs,
Sunspot