Hi everyone,
As I sit in front of my computer in a drunken stupor wondering what might have been, I felt I had to post my story to those who might truly understand what I am going through.
I am a newbie here, but have been lurking around for the last few weeks. I am 25 years old, from Ontario, and totally heartbroken.
To give you some background, back in 1998, I studied with the Witnesses because some friends of mine, whom I believe to be honest and sincere people, gave me (I thought at the time) some good advice to start a book study. I did, and I really enjoyed it because I felt they presented everything factually and had a strong interpretation of the scriptures (I'm a facts man, you see). As time went on, I attended meetings where Red flags started to go up. First it was because of a talk about comparing a hypothetical situation where the JW's go into seclusion to Noah's story, saying that the end could happen any time, blah blah blah. My intuition would not stop raising these flags, on other issues including:
- the 144.000 so-called anointed ones
- the 1914 thing
- the false prophecies
- having old JW's as my mediator before God.
- and ESPECIALLY the fact I could not continue to practice martial arts
At any rate, the love bombing was well underway and my life was slowly but surely coming under the control of the Tower. As I was almost ready for baptism, I decided that if I was to be going around telling people door-to-door that they were wrong about their religious beliefs, I would need to know what our detractors had to say (Know your enemy, so to speak). What I found online made me sick - sick that I almost fell for such an insidious plan. I attended one more meeting called something like "Stay close to the Theocracy" in Oct/Nov 98 and that was it. When the guy I had studied with popped by to ask if I wanted to play some road hockey with some of the others I told him no and that I could not in good conscience continue my studies with Jehovah's Witnesses.
Fast Forward to today: six days ago I broke up with the woman I love, whom I had been dating for five months, because she got baptized last Saturday. She had been studying for almost three years and did not hide that fact from the beginning of our relationship, nor did I hide the fact that I disagreed with their theologies.
We went on, falling hopelessly in Love for one another, all the while sweeping the issue under the rug. 2 weeks ago, when she informed me that she was going to get baptized and she asked "what are we going to do?" the issue of our future children came up, and I said that I would never allow my children to be raised in that religion, or at least be exposed to it until they were old enough to think for themselves. This shook her up. Needless to say, the Death Knell sounded that day and we broke up Thursday, saying that we would love each other forever. Many times I offered to tell her what I know and she declined each time.
I am absolutely shattered about this, but what kills me the most is that I cannot shake the feeling that her beautiful words to me were nothing but lies.
If she loved me as she said she does, why didn't she at least listen to what I had to say?
If she trusted me with her heart and soul, why did she say that what I had to say was "probably all crap?"
Why did she abandon what we built without even giving me the chance I deserved?
I am going nutty over this and am losing my faith in the Power of Love as a result. Monday night we had our final "have a nice life" conversation over the phone, both of us crying. I think about her constantly and I need answers. I don't expect answers from this forum, because I don't believe issues like this can be instantly solved and PRESTO! go away. Maybe all I need is to get inside her head for a minute. Then again, maybe all I need is to stop drinking so much damn beer.
Well I gotta go have a smoke.
If anyone reads this, thanks for your time,
Jeremy.
"When there is freedom from mechanical conditioning, there is simplicity. Life is a relationship to the whole." - Bruce Lee.