For the past few hours I have been reading through this forum and an overwhelming sadness came over me. For a long time I thought just getting out and not being part of the organization would be the "escape" that being happy in a normal life provided. Born and raised (well 17 was it for me) under the tight grips of this organization has made my life a constant battle over right and wrong. I know the difference, thats not the issue. It has nothing to do with choice, its the guilt that gets you. But why? I am no longer part of that religion and will never be again. So why am I torn so much when doing things that are considered unholy and morally wrong in their eyes, but completely NORMAL in everyone elses eyes?
When I was 11 my dad decided to take a turn in his life that to this day has affected everyone in our family. My older sister disowned him. I was inseparable from him and I paid attention to everything I saw. And that something was very wrong and he was not going to stay much longer. I remember coming home from school one day and I saw that his brush and comb were gone. I knew he was not coming back. He chose to be with another JW who was a close friend of my mother. This other lady, whom I love dearly, was in a troubled marriage to one of those typical Elders who covered up the secrets that went on behind closed doors. He broke her nose and beat her sons to the point where "fleeing" with my dad, who was the only man who ever cared for her in a normal, healthy way, was the only option.
Then came the "announcement". I remember I was not allowed to go, none of us were. I have two older sisters and a younger brother. We knew it was going to be that night because they told my mom. After that we were always referred to as the poor (name w/held) kids. The ones whose father ran out on them to commit adultry and live in sin. WOW, gotta say, at 11 that was WAY TOO much for me to handle.
I never blamed my dad because I knew it was the way out. At the ripe old age of 27 and my dad still with her, 16 years later, gives me some kind of peace knowing they were wrong about them. The problems I struggle with today is finding my place with God. I cannot go into a church without feeling like a Pagan or a traitor. Just last week we accompanied a good friend to her church, a Penicostal church of all places. I feel so completely confused that I dont know if I can change my views because of the things that were imbedded in my brain from being a JW. It has caused great distress and a sense of loss in my life. Everyone needs and wants to have a place with God and Jesus, but when you have so many out there to choose from, it becomes rather depressing. I dont put other beliefs down. I have found that just because the JW's feel that everyone besides them are Pagan doesnt mean they are! Its killing me inside.
I have gone on and on. I just want some peace of heart and mind that others have found a way of having God in their lives without feeling like a Satan worshipper.
Thanks
Michelle