I don't even know where to start.
More than anything, I'd like to say that I am not a woman of vengeance. I am very much a forgiving person. If you say "I'm sorry," and you're genuine, I can move on from it quickly and easily. I literally forget about it. It is buried. Even if you don't say "I'm sorry," I find a way to excuse the intolerable behavior in order to forgive you. The offense is then buried, forgotten, and I move on with my life.
However, this time, I feel like I just cannot forgive. I am speaking about the elders I have dealt with over the course of my time as a Witness. I honestly do not know how I can forgive them given all that I have learned about TTAT in the past month and a half, and all that I have been put through since I came into this organization. For years, I buried my doubts, my questions, my concerns, my worries for the sake of my husband (who is a born-in, we are now getting divorced) and then for the sake of my family. I think about the fact that I was "marked" and that a record followed me from congregation to congregation-- I had no clue about that! In my mind, if Jehovah can make our scarlet sins as white as snow, then there should be no record of my mistakes. After learning about "marking" and about how elders write up a letter when you move congregations, everything seemed to make sense.... The elder who accused me of being the reason why my husband was spiritually weak in our first shepherding call, without even knowing me or the circumstances of my marriage.... Yeah, now I know where that came from... The elder who, when I approached him about marital problems in our new congregation, asked ME if I had done anything wrong... Yeah, now I know where that came from...
I openly confessed my sins to the elders because I thought this organization had the TRUTH. I confessed before men that are engineers and bankers. Wealthy men, men with a secular education-- critical thinkers, men with large homes and their own businesses. There is no way in this world that they do not know TTAT. I have read too many accounts here on this website, on jwfacts, and observed too much on my own to know that these men are NOT innocent, that they are NOT blind. And yet, there I sat before them to be judged by them. I submitted myself to their authority because I was told that God required that of me. I am bitter. I am angry.
And here's my childish idea of payback: I know where some of these men live. I know their email addresses. I want to torture them with regular letters with snippets of the society's outlandish and cruel lies. Perhaps address it to their daughters, to their sons, to their wives first. Expose the truth. Let them know that they cannot get away with turning people's lives upside down, but just through these regularly mailed snippets.
I am struggling to put my life back together... An entire belief system DEAD, my entire family GONE, all of my friends DISAPPEARED. I have to figure out if I will continue to teach to my children the outrageous lies the WTS spouts for the sake of their father, lies I believed and I taught for 9 years to my oldest. I feel guilty, I feel sad. I am overwhelmed. I don't know where to start. I don't know where I can find relief. I don't even feel right calling God Jehovah because, damn it! That's not even his name! That just breaks my heart. I remember learning God's name...
I want to blame someone. And right now, I want to blame the elders. I want payback for not helping my marriage through an enormously rocky period, for making the situation worse by not recommending marital counseling when I kept on insisting on it. I begged my husband to go with me. The elders made no comment. He doesn't listen to me. He never has. Never will. But the elders he would have listened to. Yes, I still wanted my husband despite the abuse. And the elders, well... they are clearly a bunch of incompetent men who are put in positions of authority with no real knowledge of how to counsel people, essentially hungry for power. I didn't need all the commentary on this website to notice this. I knew it all along. It's just all confirmation of the garbage I tolerated because I wanted my husband and loved my husband.
As I write this, my children are singing "Preach the Word." May God forgive me.........................