G'day folks,
I don't post much nowerdays but on returning here after a break it strikes me how serious minded many of you are. Well that's all fine and dandy, serious people got rights too, but I do wonder why it is that JW's (once a JW always a JW in my little black book of Sigmund Fraud ;) are more seriously disposed and want to argument than the population in general (don't argue with me about this people I done a survey)
I'm as saddened as anyone at feeling the pain of opthers come through my screen. I know this place serves a great need for those hurting and in recovery from the mind rape or whatever label you chose for what we went through but worry at what a prolonged diet of such stuff does to the health of ones soul. I only found out consciously that i was raped as a small boy several years ago (two of my sisters witnessed it and it may have affected thier outlook on life more than mine - some things get blocked out of our conscious memory for good reason and i would have been just as well of not knowing)
Anyhow, the point i'd like to make is that my JW experience covered most aspects of witness life from door to door work at an early age, leaving school at 15 to pioneer fulltime, serving where the need is greater .. marriage "in the truth" ... eventual disillusionment and then doing the "runaway mind clear bit"
When I was a small boy i was happy. I swam at the beach, i fished and hunted, helped my father in his plumbing business "studied" the bible, gave talks, went witnessing and generally laughed my way through life. When I was a man, I worked hard, got married, had two daughters, "studied" the bible, gave talks, went witnessing and laughed my way through life.
It was only when i ended up in an isolated congregation full of very serious minded types that my enthusiasm for giving talks and door knocking began to wane .. when it dawned on me that these serious types really meant the bullshit they were spinning (from pety regulations about dress and hairstyles to making young sisters buy big "witnessing cars" etc.....) the Joy went out of my service LOL
Anyway I got through that and now I'm back to working hard and playing in the shed and at the beach and treating life as the joke i truly believe it is. I think once one accepts that we're all gonna die one day one can really start to live .. maybe i already knew that as a kid but Jehovah's American represesentatives had me trussed and blinkered fer a while. lol
Life is good folks .. better than that, it's great .. we wake up, we breath the air once again and if our lifes fucked we try to change it. In fact i sincerly believe each of us can change our life if need be. It might not be easy. It may mean changing long cherished beliefs and relationships but as far as i know we only come this way once.
I feel sorrow for so many here like Island Woman and wish you all nothing but happiness and an average life LOL ..oops .. I mean have a great one.
unclebruce who doesn't get excited about a tinpot regime in Brooklyn or a million other things he has no power to change.
PS: Thanks for listening to my little rant (sorry if you thought there'd be a point lol)
Edited by - unclebruce on 18 July 2002 18:50:46