by asilentone 26 Replies latest jw experiences
Yes I truly loved it and believed it and defended it completely. Born in it and have family in it. But since completely faded no one has anything to do with me. It kills me, but I can't go back after learning what I have, need to be honest and true.
Etna
I hated it. It was OK while you were surrounded by other Dubs, but out in the real world, me and my family were the local loonies.
It would be all right soon, of course, because all of the people who thought we were loonies would be dead.
Signs it was going to happen were all around us, so there was no point in getting too close to anyone outside the bOrg as they were all going to be killed soon. We were where the 'need was great', so we were the only ones there until we recruited some other people into the madness.
How you were supposed to love this killer god who was going to kill your schoolmates I never managed to comprehend.
What a mess.
I don't wish it on any child.
I let mine get brought up in it too.
What a mess.
If I say what I really feel about this cult, LL will delete the thread.
Chris
YES; back in the 50's and 60's it was very nice, I did everything I was expected to,
I was going to have everlasting life in a beautiful new world, wasn't I?
But after 1975 things and people changed and it's got worse since.
I was never going to have everlasting life, because I was never good enough.
Even thought crime would get you killed.
Jehovah could see through walls.
Angels were tattle tales.
Satan was behind every 'bad' thought I ever had.
Armageddon had to show up before I was out of my parents protection or I was bird food.
If Killer God didn't drag is arse out of the privy real soon, I was going down the hole with the girl the dog and the bicycle.
Black Sheep wrote:
<< It was OK while you were surrounded by other Dubs, but out in the real world, me and my family were the local loonies.
It would be all right soon, of course, because all of the people who thought we were loonies would be dead.
Signs it was going to happen were all around us, so there was no point in getting too close to anyone outside the bOrg as they were all going to be killed soon. >>
This is a great example of how cults work.
They make sure that cult members want nothing to do with outsiders unless they can be recruited into the group.
They make sure that outsiders either join the group or else want nothing to do with the group.
They instill in cult members a sense of being persecuted for the cause.
This guarantees that cult members are totally dependent on the cult leaders.
It also guarantees that cult members who develop doubts believe they have nowhere else they can go.
Sound familiar?
I felt a sense of community and common goals. I had some trusted friends and felt special when I was with them.
I thought I did--for the first few months. But, soon after I was baptized, the joy was totally gone. Nothing I did got it back, including one month of putting in 30 hours of field circus. What actually happened was Jehovah was promising things he would welsh on, and there was a mere illusion of "solving" problems that were merely being masked. This can go on just so long before the joy is going to disappear.
And the rules were a burden. Not just the fornication rules--which, with even the thought being a "sin", created more guilt on the "thought crime". Abiding by rules on music was a burden because it left me with a wimpy collection of songs. And, had the dingbat that dragged me into the cancer in the first place had another 3 or 4 months, another 35% of my music, or more, would have been lost. And the Christmas situation--what a burden to worry myself sick because they are going to start playing sun-worship music and display sun-worship ornaments everywhere. And field circus and boasting session attendance became a burden.
bttt
Being a witness is DESIGNED to feel weighed down and overworked. This way the carrot on the stick looks much more appealing. The only good thing about the Org is the fellowship (when it's not riddled in gosip).
Also, bringing others into "the truth" feels good when you believe that you are saving their life.
-Sab
I hated everything about it, and therefore hated MYSELF for hating it.
When I grew up and realized it was all BS, I started liking myself a little more.
