There are so many hurts it is so hard to name only a few. The total lack of love was unreal. When we were first married my husband was in a hall where the CO had asked him to go, it was a horrible hall. My husband was the only elder at the time. The way I was treated as a new wife is beyond decribing, I was yelled at all the time, told I was stupid to my face. We were pioneering and when my husband was doing some elder thing the sisters would not let me even go out in service with them. When my husband was there they refused to use their cars and my husband said everyone had to go out unlike how I was treated, so there were times when we would have six people in our Honda Civic. We beat the crap out of our car.
I talked to the CO and told him I was loosing it and he rebucked me telling me I was being selfish and that Jehovah needed my husband now that is why he was acked to go to this hall, I could have him (my husband) in the new system which was going to happen really soon. That was 25 years ago.
This does not even begin to touch on what went on while we were at Bethel, and then after we come back and the pedophile problem in the hall which was beyond hell.
I wish I could let go of the pain but its there, its like this huge wound that is just there, the hatefullness of these people knows no bounds. Like when my husband had a major heart attack and I called the CoBE and his wife answered and told me she could not help me because she had to go out in service, how while I was at the hospital even the Chaplin was blown away by how alone I was. The Chaplin said she had never seen a JW with no one there for the family.
This is just a cold hartless religion.
