After reading LoneWolf's responses and going back over the rest of the thread a bit more carefully, I see that this [probably] wasn't intended to be YET ANOTHER Christians vs. Atheists debate. *g* So as long as no one tries to preach at me for it, I guess I'll throw in my two cents, too.
Ever since I was a little kid, I've been fascinated with magickal stuff. Stones, crystals, plants, potions, the "fairy spirit" that lived in my room (I made a little shrine for her when I was eight), all sorts of things. My essence never changed, not even when I was bound and determined to put my magickal leanings behind me and become a good little Christian girl. No one could take that away from me.
When I reached my breaking point with the JWs about two years ago, I really WAS at a breaking point. I was crying all the time, I felt like I was going crazy, felt like I was tainted and evil and sinful and rotten and no one could love me, let alone Jehovah. Strangely, though, the Goddess was there, just waiting for me. I've heard that Christians often feel they have a calling. Well, that's how it was for me, too, and I couldn't stay away. I read books, looked at Web sites, hung out in the local Wicca shop.... All of it, it felt like ME, and it felt like home in a way that Kingdom Halls and churches never did. I finally cried tears of joy instead of self-contempt.
Heh. When I think about it, it even makes me tear up now.
In other words, I was born this way. I left the Jehovah's Witnesses and chose the path that was always mine. Every Pagan I've met -- online or off -- says essentially the same thing: "I've always felt/believed this way. I just didn't know it had a name."
So, now you know how a JW ends up becoming a Witch.
*Rochelle.
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"I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death -- if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."
-- Professor Severus Snape, Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone.