by Fruitcake 35 Replies latest jw friends
Nothing unique about my stories.
I do recall, not being invited to gatherings. No one calling me to 'hang out'.
Some of the local teenagers/young adults would go out for supper or dinner, but I recall not being invited. It was a lonely existence, and I would pretend everything was OK .
I felt like the kid always picked last for baseball.
When I began to have a few more 'worldly' friends - of course, someone noticed. Something was said.
Geewillikers!
Beryl, I second what Lady Lee said.
The mean-spiritedness that many of you have endured makes me sad.
This one seemed ridiculous to the extreme:
the elders refused to assign my grade-school age brothers
any parts unless they wore a suit.(Up to that point my little brothers had given all their talks in a tie and sweater vest.)
I'm really sorry your family had to endure such callous abuse. (What's wrong with a grade-school age brother giving a student talk in a tie and sweeter vest?) This is one of many examples that show how arrogant they can be.
Razorblade, I'm sure the elders marked me by agreeing among themselves not to socialize with me in the last congreagation I was in. This was significant becasue it was a small congregation. One time I was out harassing the neighbors with an elder and his wife. She suggested they have me over for lunch, but he'd have nothing to do with the idea. I never was invited to any parties or nothing. I felt very alone and that helped me make the decision to leave. What a blessing!
not worthless, just worthless in their eyes....
....when they asked for my bloodcard back.
seems silly now, but at the time it spoke volumes to me.
SPAZ
Spaz, I *wish* to God someone would have DARED to ask me for my "blood card" back. Where the #*$& does it say "Property of Local Kingdumb Hall?" OOOHHHHHH you have got my temper going.
To everyone on this thread, have you heard the new Christina Aguilera song? "Fighter" Check out these lyrics.
"Fighter"
After all you put me through
You'd think I'd despise you
But in the end I want to thank you
Because you made me that much stronger
When I, thought I knew you
Thinking, that you were true
I guess I, I couldn't trust
Called your bluff, time is up
'Cause I've had enough
You were, there by my side
Always, down for the ride
But your, joy ride just came down in flames
'Cause your greed sold me out of shame, mmhmm
After all of the stealing and cheating
You probably think that I hold resentment for you
But, uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do
I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohhhh, ohh-yeah ah uhhhuh
Never, saw it coming
All of, your backstabbing
Just so, you could cash in
On a good thing before I realized your game
I heard, you're going around
Playing the victim now
But don't, even begin
Feeling I'm the one to blame
'Cause you dug your own grave
After all of the fights and the lies
Yes you wanted to harm me but that won't work anymore
Uh, no more, oh no, it's over
'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now, and never back down
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
It makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
How could this man I thought I knew
Turn out to be unjust so cruel
Could only see the good in you
Pretended not to see the truth
You tried to hide your lies, disguise yourself
Through living in denial
But in the end you'll see
YOU-WON'T-STOP-ME
I am a fighter and I
I ain't goin' stop
There is no turning back
I've had enough
'Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
It makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
'Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
It makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
Lisa
Fighter Class
- This emodicon describes how I felt all the time at the kingdom hall. I never did enough. I did everything right. It was never enough. I was always left out. I was always made to feel like an a**hole. May I pose a question to all of you?
Why do they do it? Why did they treat us so badly????
BECAUSE THEY HAVE NO SELF ESTEEM. It makes people feel better who have no self esteem to pick on other people. I didn't realize it at the time, but it is completely apperant now, having worked with mentally challenged persons with significant behaviors. The elders / ministerial servants / have absolutley NO SOCIAL SKILLS WHATSOEVER. They are taught that they are above everyone else. Combine that with low self esteem, and look out. They were the jerks of the world, still are, and probably always will be. (Just a thought - I could have been one of them, too! )
My problems don't compare with any of yours, and I am actually tearing up reading your pains. They are wolves in sheeps clothing. I know it, you all know it, and thank god for the person who made up this website, so victims of this horrible religion can get much needed help.
The WT society says... "injustices occur, but we must have faith like Job". Well, I am sorry, but that is just a cult way of thinking. We are NOT JOB. NOWHERE IN THE BIBLE DOES IT SAY THAT WE NEED TO BE JOB. Job was rewarded for his agony, and his friends who betrayed him. Wheras, the weak in the org. is not.
What comes around, goes around. That is all that I can say right now. To all those whom were abused, both sexually and psychologically, I am sorry.
