Hey TJ,
The WTS is not the organization I grew up in. Maybe it never was
My husband grew up in S.Carolina, 3rd generation jw. He says the way it is now - it's always been that way. He learned to live two lives, one for parents/brothers (no elders back then) - one so he could breathe. He lived his "other life" in another city - no one to watch his every move.
I came in the jw's when 18 in 1968, Indiana. I didn't realize the rules for a while. They just came slowly, relentlessly. When under the haze, I just didn't realize that "don't do's", etc., were a constant companion.
I was taught, and believed, that I had found "new mothers, brothers, and sisters." I trusted. Back then, when we went to the assemblies/conventions, we left our purses, cameras, etc., on our seats. Partly as proof that we could trust our family.
Well, "our family" screwed my daughter. I trusted. I think that was one of the hardest things for me to get over - if I had not been taught, and innocently believed, that we were in a Spiritual Paradise - I might have been more watchful of my daughter.
But that's hindsight. It might have happened anyway, but perhaps I wouldn't have felt so guilty at being so damned gullible. Big mistake.
waiting