Well, it was our mom that first let the JW's into our home. She was in a very unhappy marital situation, with an abusive mate. She had just had her fourth living child, after losing a couple, so that dad could finally get his son.
She was unfulfilled as a woman and as a person, and she was a good person. She was very sincere, and trying to live her life the best way she could. When the JW's came, they offered her friendship, ways to get to all the meetings and assemblies...help with her kids. They gave her a mission in life and she took it, gladly. She found purpose and direction. She could stop taking her nerve medicine, and stand up to dad for once. He would now come second to god. He didn't take that too well. She felt empowered.
And, since dad could have cared less about how his kids were raised, she just proded us right along on the JW pathway, and we fell right into line. When I became older, I realized what a bunch of crap it was, but the price was extremely high. I'd lose my mom, and since she was the only parent who I ever really had a good relationship, I found that a terrible price to pay. I hung on for ten more years, trying to live the lie, but then, finally just said "enough". I found my way "out" and have been on a much better road.
I know my mother was emotionally unstable. So was my dad. I really can't blame her for attaching herself to people who really seemed to love and care about us. The JW bond is a difficult one to break. It has such far reaching consequences. It tears families apart. It divides and separates. One has to be prepared to face all of that when leaving.
Personally, I don't believe I would ever have fallen for the JW dogma, had I been a mature adult in life when it presented itself to me. But, I was just a child when mom took it on.
Edited by - Sentinel on 21 December 2002 10:42:22