Getting married means you get your own special day. A day where the couple getting married gets to call the shots and decide who is gonna be invited, who is gonna be the maid of honor, who is gonna be the best man, how you want everything to look and what music you want to play.....unless of course you're a J-dub.
I got married last year, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't decide anything on that day. I have an amazing friend who has always been there for me and my family. He helped us move, he bought us things when we never asked him to, and if there's any financial trouble he always insists on helping me out even when I tell him not to bother. So I figured who better than him as the best man for my wedding? I told him he could be the best man and he found it a privilege and an honor and he couldn't stop thanking me. But then the presiding elder took notice that this friend of mine wasn't baptized and rarely attended meetings. Now he suddenly wasn't an option. I broke the news to him and he was dissapointed.
I sat with the elders and explained to them what great friend he's been to me and how humble he is. I tried my hardest to make him realize that this was the least I could do for him after everything he's done for me and my family. This was the chance for me to express that gratitude I owed him. Everything I said fell on the elder's deaf ears if he's not baptized. That is the only thing he can see. He was blind to everything else. If I chose him anyway, I wouldn't have been allowed to get married at the hall. I shouldn't have let that intimidate me.
I was forced to choose someone else. My friend may not have been baptized, but he was a better person than any of the elders were. Hell, a better person than any other friend I made at the hall. They made a lot of decisions for us on our day. Anyway, that friend of mine gave us a thousand bucks as a gift and later bought us two concert tickets for Avenged Sevenfold and Disturbed (heavy metal). Which later became a small issue when JWs saw the pics on facebook.
That's the control I'm breaking away from. I'm at a point where I'm gonna do what I want and post it on fb so everyone can see, cause I don't care anymore.