Overseer,
You are experiencing the JW Borg first hand. It is a very sad thing, but this is exactly how they work. Family ties are very strong within the borg.
When I began "rebelling slightly" when I was in my early 20's, I met a young man. I would see him against my mother's wishes. My father didn't care one way or the other, as he was not a JW, and was not interesting in me anyway. We had fun together. We talked for hours. We liked the same things and had similar interests. We grew to love each other. I kept saying "no" to him, but it was really difficult. Yet, the training of the JW's warned so strongly against fornication, and that no good can come of it.
It is difficult for the young to "hear" these kinds of things. We are entering a phase of our life where we feel we are old enough to make our own decisions. In hindsite, I think that being "kept" apart from the natural inclinations of youth for so long, made me so nieve as to how I handled myself.
My younger sister had already been df'd and my mother kept on me all the time about how this boy would use me and discard me. She could find no good thing about him. He was not even allowed in our house, unless my dad was there, and then I knew it was alright to bring him in. Instead of handling the situation carefully and with love, she made severe judgments and pushed me further away. She would boil knowing that I would do this in front of her like that. But, her constant accusations were so unfounded. As time went by, I simply "did what she was accusing me of". Instead of showing me loving concern, she promptly kicked me out of the house. I was also df'd for confessing on my own of the one act of fornication. Wow, you would have thought the world ended!
She knew that I had been a very good daughter, and I had always been innocent. She knew that I had many questions about the bible that JW's had been unable to answer. She knew that I had worked part-time so I could Pioneer. But, it was never enough. I could never do enough, and I grew to become very angry at what was happening to my life.
I ended up moving in with the boy's parents. I had no where else to go. No one to turn to. But this young man stood his ground against my family and his own, in defense of our love and our marriage, and the birth of our son.
He is gone. He took his own life. But, I often think of his loyalty to me in those days when my life was on the line. When he was the only person showing me any kindness or help.
You are young, and so is your girlfriend. She is under the roof of her parents which means she must abide by their rules as given by the JW borg. If you really care for her, give her enough space to work this out. She may decide to leave on her own if she has some support from other members of her family. These are the toughest years of youth, because those raging hormones, and the desire to know everything is very, very strong.
You have to live with yourself and so does she. Both of you need to go slow and make certain you don't damage each other in the process of finding your way. My first husband became damaged. He couldn't handle all the responsibilities of marriage. He turned to alcohol and drugs. He simply felt he couldn't live in this world any longer. I am so very sad that he had to take his own life, but he saw no other way out.
Life is meant to be lived with great joy. But, we must be mature enough to handle the responsiblities and choices we make along the way. If we don't, these become heavy weights on your shoulder, that take years and years to get rid of, if one ever does.
I'll be thinking of you....
Karen/Sentinel