I found not only all the copious and arbitrary (plain stupid!) rules to be confining and irritating, but just keeping up with all the required/“suggested” reading rather tortuous, especially since I was plagued by OCD (Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder), most notably around the mid-1980s. I thus found myself compelled to read every single word of the Watchtower and Awake! magazines, including even the fine print of the photo captions! At one point, I was looking up scriptures in everything and looking up secondary articles referenced in footnotes. It was getting ridiculous, as I would underline so furiously in the Watchtower and Book Study materials that I would actually underline certain words and phrases repeatedly until the pen would almost go right through the paper! Living with that was not fun, let me tell you.
It seems that the whole culture surrounding the Watchtower Society is inevitably geared to promoting very compulsive-type behavior. Everything has a scrupulously methodical and unrelenting conservative formalism, which can readily be seen in those petty rules so well known by those still on the inside – you know, beards, birthdays, clinking glasses, using words like “luck” or “lucky,” etc. (My little fingers wouldn’t even be up to typing the rest of the full gamut of all that odd nitwittery. Let’s just say that it’s way beyond plenty.) The Watchtower Society is certainly not the place for anyone predisposed to compulsive behavior, anxiety, or low self-esteem!
My OCD got pretty bad around 1985-1987 when I went to community college (I was taking a program called “Electronic Data Processing,” including COBOL, which eventually qualified me for the wonderful world of unemployment. Much of that stuff from that time, as you know, is as obsolete as the abacus. That career didn’t really take off as such anyway – apparently you need something called “experience” in that field.) I didn’t know anything about OCD or how to manage it at the time. I was also in the beginnings of my alcoholism, which certainly didn’t help things in the long run. (I’ve since learned that alcohol, being a depressant, contributes to low serotonin levels in the old noodle. Surprise, surprise.)
I’ve since educated myself about OCD and got some professional help and medications, but I still have to work at modifying my behavior and not being so compulsive in my theocratic reading and studying. I’ve been practicing speed reading techniques for quite a while, which makes it a bit easier. I’m still physically stuck in my family’s Watchtower “religion,” as, believe it or not, I’m still currently living with my parents. (I’m 47 years old now. It’s sort of a long story.)
Anyway, the exhilarating freedom of knowing what I do now from this Web site (TTATT) has taken away much of the edge of my compulsion – as well as the underlying fear and guilt, which I suspect so much of us here have had to contend with. After coming to terms with my long-standing background (born-in in 1966) in that most cultish community of Jehovah’s Witnesses and being able to stick my head above the clouds, so to speak (or peak at that little old “man behind the curtain”), it’s like I can to a large extent just relax and breathe as a human being!
Thank God for this Web site, and much thanks for Minimus and those stimulating and provocative threads of his. When I scan the list of new threads here in the “Friends” section, the ones to which I’m most drawn to select for reading end up being those famous Minimus threads. They prompt us to say what we really feel about that funny cult we left behind (even if we can presently only leave it in our heart) – and thank God we have a place such as this to speak so freely!