Piph...That sounds like my ultimate dream...find my soulmate, leave out the back door, and keep your real friends.
Good luck with the rents...that's my big worry, too, if I leave.
Way to be, sis...
(((Phip))) (as long as Euph doesn't mind)
i had a talk with my best friend (who is still an active jw) the other day, and told her that i wasn't interested in remaining an active witness any more.
i knew she would accept my feelings, because she's a wonderful person and is actually very emotionally healthy, but was afraid because i didn't really know how tight a grip the mind control had on her, and didn't know if she would feel obligated to back off in our friendship any.
i was deeply afraid of that, because we're as close, if not closer than, sisters.. to my pleasant surprise, she not only totally accepted my feelings, but she already knew what i was going to say before i said it.
Piph...That sounds like my ultimate dream...find my soulmate, leave out the back door, and keep your real friends.
Good luck with the rents...that's my big worry, too, if I leave.
Way to be, sis...
(((Phip))) (as long as Euph doesn't mind)
Kisses to a very intelligent, warm and strong Tinkerbelle! (who is, by the way, very cute.)
drunk to the point i couldnt talk to people, but i logged in and posted anyway.
in between rounds of sex .
after not sleeping for 2 days .
That's it, dude...you're goin' to Hell.
a few times a year, the society really promotes pioneering.they will devote service meeting talks and parts stressing the need to regular or auxiliary pioneer.
at the assemblies and at the district convention, they will try to shame you into pioneering.
they give examples of 85 year old parapalegics that "made room in their lives" to pioneer.
Min: Thanks...and I am, with a college degree, too...Everyone bacck home is now insanely jealous, but a few are proud.
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Blondie
How do you do it, week after week?
I never studied this much when I was a pioneer and reaching out in the congregation. You're just amazing with this every week.
I try to slip a few of your thoughts in every meeting I make. I went into more detail in a message I sent to your inbox. Thank you again...
do you know anyone that actually makes food like this???
gaggg!!!
lol .
I swear to God, Allah, Jesus, Jehovah, Buddha, Zeus, David Koresh and L. Ron Hubbard that this happened:
During the last week of the Junior year, the lunch ladies were running out of ingredients for chow. On the last day, they hit rock bottom:
LIME JELLO WITH GREEN PEAS AND DICED ONIONS
Lord God. We paid a Freshman $30 to eat all three of ours (all or nothin', too). He did, and then gave it right back to the porcelan goddess. He said the onions and peas were both cooked and mushy. Ewww...
i have contributed a few posts over the last 24 hours, and keeping with the apparent tradition i guess i should introduce myself.
i am an ex-dubite, after twenty years slaving for the organization.
i decided to call it quits roughly only one year ago this month, after a spur of the moment decision never to go again.
a few times a year, the society really promotes pioneering.they will devote service meeting talks and parts stressing the need to regular or auxiliary pioneer.
at the assemblies and at the district convention, they will try to shame you into pioneering.
they give examples of 85 year old parapalegics that "made room in their lives" to pioneer.
*turning can opener, worms start pouring out*
Yes...this is also what began my first seeds of doubt. If a witness can ever adequately explain this or why this had to be, and why I still feel disgusted every time I think about it, I'll go right back to it.
I was asked by my father at 12 if I wanted to pioneer and go to Bethel. By "asked" I mean, "severly shouted down if I responded any other way."
There were about 10 other youths in the hall about my age (within 2-3 years). After eighth grade, all but three dropped out to do correspondence and pioneer. A few actually finished their schooling. I went through the motions in high school. Luckily, I opted to take a few of the college tests, much to chagrin of my father. BTW: ACT:32. SAT:1410. However, I never did much in school except the minimum. Had a C+ to B- average.
My parents also had made it plain from the outset that the only way I could continue to stay at their place or to get any kind of support from them would be if I pioneered. It bears mentioning that I wasn't able to learn how to drive or even get a SS card until I was 17, mostly because my parents just didn't have the time to help me on it. I had no work experience, middling grades and great test scores (Which I was told...by my parents, no less...wouldn't be enough to get me into a school, much less get a scholarship. They refused to help with any loans.)
What was I supposed to do? I had made a promise as a 12-year-old that everybody was taking seriously, while all of my friends were doing the same thing. I knew that I would be a better writer or teacher...that's something that I just knew I would love. But what did I know? I was just a punk-ass kid who didn't know any better than his parents or any other adults. I didn't have any work experience--or a work ethic, since much of my childhood was spent doing just enough chores to keep from being beaten--to help support myself. I'll start pioneering and reaching out...and go to Bethel.
A younger elder and former bethelite in the hall had started to get on my good side and encouraged me to reach out. That I did. After a summer of auxiliarrringing (whatever), I became a pioneer with the other 8 (two had dropped out of that, too).
I went thoguh that first year...with no success. I had no bible studies, placed little literature, and made almost no return visits. I just didn't have it at the door. I was being asked to go right up to a person whom I didn't know and ask them to change their most fundamental feelings on the nature of God, a topic that I had put too much serious thought into myself to be sure of anything well enough to do that.
I then temped at Bethel. I really felt like a number, even in that short period of time. I knew that it wasn't for me after two weeks. I missed a whole week's worth of meetings up there (homesick? no that's not it...Fully out of place in this beehive setting? Yeah, that's the winner.). When I got back, I applied. My dad was proud. The younger elder told me to wait.
Went to pioneer school...not bad. Met some really foxy sisters who let it be known that I just wasn't good enough for them. This would be a recurring theme.
I kept bouncing around from job to job for another year, floor cleaning, waiting tables, temp work, etc. and was getting nowhere with the pioneering. I was begged to keep at it. The Younger elder then let me know just how close I came to being a servant after a C.O.'s visit...If only I had turned in my time on time that month, then I wouldn't have been listed as irregular. Never mind that I had put 85 hours in that month...
Said elder also drove me over the edge one day in service in a large car group in front of me:
"Sister Manic and Brother Doublelife have several studies and are really productive. They have hours, return visits, magazines...Brother Badger just has hours...hours...hours..."
That was it. No matter what I had done, it wasn't good enough. I was giving it my all, beating myself silly over my lack of productivity and getting nothing in return. That feeling of being spiritually centered was just a feeling of complete inadequacy. I had heard snide remarks from the other pioneers and my dad about my lack of success, sure. But the very elder who got me into this was now making a solid case for my worthlessness in front of others and myself.
I then asked to cut the day short and went home at noon. I started looking for a fulltime job that day. Got one a week later in a nearby town. My parents were upset (It was in one of my longtime dream fields), but I told them I need to move out, and Bethel wasn't going to happen (they knew about the elder, too.)
At some other time, I'll post the "Any Given Sunday" speech I rolled off a year ago for another elder who asked why I don't reach out.
My dad also asked me the other day why I don't encourage my son (a 5-year-old) to pioneer instead of go to college. If he weren't driving, I'd likely have clocked him.
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hell... it worked for tink so i though i would try my own request!
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Moe...JUST your toes?
woke up 10 minutes before the start of the bathurst 1000. watched it all day, sad to see a holden win.
got to work and the rugby world cup is on, wales v canada.
watching the motogp replay from sepang now.. when that is finished it's replay of the f1 gp then england v georgia in rugby.
And for Badger!
>Badger's Sooners PIMP-SLAPPED Texass!
>Chiefs and Bucs win again!
>Badger's wife (Mia Hamm) tops Canada in the WWC!
>How'd liverpool do?