I recently came across this warm, encouraging letter I received from an elderette. Background info: After going to the elders twice for drug problems, and of course getting no help, I told them I had decided to see an outpatient detox doctor. Being depressed and scared, I needed support and so asked this "sister" to go with me (my bad). This is when I really began to fade away.
March 4, 2000
(Dinky),
I was looking at my calendar. It was on December 13, 1999, that I went with you to the doctor. I still remember you told the doctor that you were one of Jehovah's Witnesses and that your religion took up a lot of time in your life. That bothered me then and it bothers me now. When I call and you don't return the call, I know that something is up.
In the 12 weeks that have elapsed, we have had 60 hours of meetings and a two-day assembly. Is your religion still taking up a lot of your time? One thing we learned at the assembly was that Jehovah teaches his people to benefit themselves, Isa 48:17,18. You can't be taught if you don't go to school. I wonder if your doctor feels that he has accomplished anything.
Please evaluate what is going on because your life is involved. And remember your kids. You are in control of their lives also. If you need me, call.
Love,
(elderette)
Encouraging, huh? Yes, my life is involved. That's why I made a commitment to staying clean and alive - so I could help myself and my kids. My doctor did accomplish something: He encouraged me to go to 12-step meetings every day. (Funny, not the KH). December 13, 1999, is my clean date. I'm glad I did evaluate what was going on. I decided I was in a cult and needed to separate immediately. Ironically, the elders had no advice for my drug problems, but once I was seen smoking cigarettes, they were suddenly interested. I'm so grateful I never have to deal with this phony, hypocritical bitch ever again. Her P.O. husband sucks ass too.
Dinky