Hi people its nice to meet you all.
I have a story to tell but its not like those I have read here. I envy many of you here who had nice relationships with your family before family ties were cut. Because you had such strong relationships with family members I guess I can understand your angry feelings towards jws
My story with jws stated when I was 13yrs old. I am the 8 th , child of seven other brothers and one little sister. I along with one of my older brothers and baby sister was living at home at the time when my dad met them. We didnt have a real bad or hard life my dad was an engineer. He made good money we lived behind the neighborhood my dad had grown up in, so its not like we forgot our roots. But in-spite of the fact that dad made good money he appeared to be empty inside, mom felt it was midlife crisis. One-day dad comes home in good spirits and spoke about a co-worker who had given him some religious magazines to take home and read. After some time he began going to meetings with the co-worker. Mom was happy to see a change in dad I really couldnt care less because I was going through teen problems of my own.
Dad n mom started going to the meeting and the next thing I know we all had to go. I protested and said I would never go I didnt care about any god. My dad let me know as long as I lived under his roof and was under age I would do as he wishes. I soon made sure he regretted that decision.
Fist meeting I attended I took note of everything to see what I was up against. The girls were dizzy and empty headed but I decided to use them for my own purpose. Guys my own age were no better than the females I wondered if any of em had sex before, they were weak and lankly looking.
Second meeting; was a Sunday meeting. I took my Walkman and one of my Easy E tapes. I sat in the back moving my shoulders wearing sunglasses raping the song. Few second later I felt a sharp tap on my shoulder, I jumped up said, "Yo Sup" My brother and sister laughed, it was my dad. We went outside where he could yell at me without disturbing anyone. My dad threatens to have my mom take care of me when we go home. See my dad was strong in most matters but mom was capital punishment she was old school to the bone. We go back inside everyone is looking at us. At home mom decides I would be grounded for a couple of days, which meant I would have sneak out when they went to bed.
At another meeting (book study.) We were studying some book about a dragon being cast out of heaven and beast coming from the seas. I was high, as hell I started bugging. That shit is cool man, what the hell is going on in heaven dog? God got beast and dragons coming to get us. Word? The younger kids understood every word I said and laughed, the older ones just gave me stupid looks. After the meeting the young kids tried to explain it to me, I could see from the look in my moms eyes I was going to get an ass whooping when we got home. LOL. We all go home theres a big fight. I screamed out there is no god. My mother took that personally so I asked, if theres a god why is he always letting
the brothers get smoked? They all became quiet. If there is a god where does it say to force your kids to worship him? Even though I made my points I still got the ass beating. It was no big deal mom dont hit as hard as she used to.
A week later a Montel Williams show came on about angels. People were telling stories about how angels helped them, I called my mom in to see it and said, look mom, that fat woman said she was craving some beef when an angle knocked on her door with a package of meat for her. I started laughing and cracking jokes. "So let me get this right, god sends the angle to give that fat woman some beef because she has a taste for it but thousands of children are starving all over the world and they cant get a cup of clean water to drink what kind of god is that?" She walked out never saying a word.
The elders talked to my dad about a family study they would send a conductor over. He came with a sister who was looking for a husband. First meeting I took pleasure in making mom scared about joining this religion. I took advantage of the womans role in everything. My mom was the most liberal minded female I have ever known. Its better to kill mom then take freedoms from her. I questioned the elder, "so what you are saying here is, if my dad wanted to move to one city and mom wanted to stay in this one its best mom go along with his plans because after all he's her head and by right she don't have to right to over ride dad's head in these matters?" The brother tried to beat around the bush but the sister jumped right in and said ,yes its the way god got it set up. I had a big smile on my face. I jokingly said, Hey it looks like dad will wear the pants from now on hey mom! she was mad. Every chance I got I brought it up in conversations. Whenever mom did something I asked if dad had approved of it, boy if looks could kill LOL.
Another study talked about sex (my favorite subject). The elder had a big brown book with him in the book he quoted a passage that said its not real important if a woman is not satisfied in sex as long as the man was. My mom couldn't believe it, she asked to read the book sure enough it was there. Again I took advantage of it all. "So I dont have to worry about if the girl gets hers as long as I get mine?" Everyone looked at me, "Well I dont know if thats a good idea because she ain't gonna come back if she cant crack one". My dad was to embarrassed. Now the elder started preaching to me why I should wait for marriage before having sex. I said, that would explain why you can't sexually satisfy females you have no experience and don't know what you are doing, man get out of here with that I am getting mine. The elder sat there with a blank look on his face the sister said, well it sounds like you are insecure with yourself thats why you want to conquer as many females as you can. I came back with, that would explain why you are not married you have no idea what makes men happy, in fact you wish you were conquered you are the one thats looking, I am the one thats getting. She didn't come to anymore of our family meetings. She ignored me at every meeting.
At the next wt meeting my dad made sure I was going to pay attention, he threaten to take away my home video games if I didnt answer any questions. So after the brother finished reading about a man who was beat up by Indians in a jungle who later forced him to swim across a lake, which turned into a blessing because he had not taken a bath that day and after he gotten out of the water he was, as the book said, "sparkling clean". I raised my hand, they called on me. I said, Thank god, Jehovah had those Indians to beat that man down, instead of going to the meeting dirty he went all sparkly because of an ass whooping, sure he smelled like fish but at least he was clean, brother you know what I am saying? The elder laughed but my dad was mad and not laughing he came up to the front grabbed me by the ear and pulled me in the back everyone was watching and laughing.
At other meetings I began hitting on the sisters in the hall, the brothers warned their daughters to stay away from me. One brother took me in a back room to confront my womanizing ways I assured him that because he had one of the ugliest daughters in the hall he didnt have to worry about me hitting on her. I walked out I could feel his looks stabbing me in the back.
Cutting the story short now. I did one more thing after the many things ( I am not going to talk about) I had already did. This last thing would cut ties with my dad and me for a few years.
I knew a ho named sally (not real name) sally had a talent of making her nipples stick up at a moments notice. We all liked sally J I paid sally to play a little joke on a couple of brothers. I asked dad to let one of my friends take me to the meeting, he agreed thinking he would get a little break from me. Later in walks sally and me. She had on a nice short black shirt with a business jacket. I went to one of the brothers and asked if he would come in the back room to help us with a problem. The brother went and got an elder. All four of us went to the back room. Sally started talking about her inability to control her sexual needs, right away the elder caught on to our little game but the brother didn't he was looking puzzled and embarrassed. Second later sally walks over to the younger brother and opens her jacket; there she was standing there with only a t-shirt on and breast standing up. POP came the nipples poking out; the young brother turned cherry red. Sally had another talent I didn't know about she could make her breast jump one at a time up and down, up and down. She did it in the brothers face he was stone frozen with fear and embarrassment. The elder looked at us laughing but he was pissed I had finally crossed the line. He walked out to get dad, as soon as dad saw sally he knew it was all true. Everyone in the neighborhood always talked about sally. Even though I got a cheep thrill out of embarrassing the brother something in my dads eyes told me he was finished with trying to help me. My dad excused himself from the meeting we all went home; he never said a word to me the whole ride home. It didn't feel so good anymore to play my little joke. We got home my dad gave me a long stare and walked into his room. My mom asked me, why do you do these ugly things? Now I was a shamed of myself. The are many other things I did but I didnt mention them because it would have taken much longer to write it all out, but this was the last straw. For the next couple of years dad didnt ask me to go to meetings he barley said a word to me anymore. I won my battle but I lost my dad in doing it.
After high school I joined the army. Four years went by and I never talked with my family I didn't even say good-bye when I had to go to Saudi. After serving in Saudi for a year I got a call that dad was on his deathbed. I rushed to his side, I saw him laying there, he looked so weak to me not the strong man I had been raised by, I tried to say I was sorry for all the bad things I did to him but my lips kept trembling I just broke down and cried,. He really couldn't talk anymore; all he could do was give me a smile, which helped me feel better. Dad is home with mom now he doesnt get around like he use to but he still goes to his meetings with mom, my little sister, and brother goes once in a while.
I am struggling with believing in god, sometimes I do sometimes I dont. I did notice one thing when serving in the army: There are a lot of GIS that are married to jws wives. They are everywhere. What is it about GIS that jws women like so much?
Well thats my story I didnt have any bad experiences like you all have. Most of my troubles came from me. I dont know if I was looking for attention or just going through teen years. I dont have no personal grudges against jws I guess that makes me an outcast here. I have leaned many things from reading here; I hope to learn more.
Peace James.
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