I have been reading through some of these posted messages, and quite frankly some of them are completely ridiculous. As an former J.W., any messages posted by current witnesses were cut short; I'm sure they are counting thier time through these discussions. And I am sure that they are counting every time they see that their message was visited as a "return visit!" There is nothing that a J.W. can tell me, I lived a life of hell under the assumption that I was saving myself from "this terrible world". I will never go back, and why do they go door to door anyway to recruit people to the cult if it is so great? I think that they should load up all of the J.W.'s and send them to Afghanistan and go door to door, or, cave to cave. They will surely get every last one of them out, they will probably even take their own lives to get away from them. The only evidence would be the watchtower tracts stuck in the door.
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How to successfully capture Osama Bin Laden
by animalssister ini have been reading through some of these posted messages, and quite frankly some of them are completely ridiculous.
as an former j.w., any messages posted by current witnesses were cut short; i'm sure they are counting thier time through these discussions.
and i am sure that they are counting every time they see that their message was visited as a "return visit!
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where were you when the world ended?
by animal inbeing raised by a single mom was bad enuff for me, a hard headed boy.
add to that a mom that was in and out of the jw's all my life and you can see where the potential for disaster for me came from.. none of you know me, i just found this site while doing research on the death of someone in california (ex-jw).
i like what i see, for the most part.. i was raised from a young age with the threat of death in 1974-75 if i wasnt a good witness.
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animalssister
Hi, I am new to the whole computer thing, but being informed of this website, I felt I should let my story be told as well.
Let me first begin by saying that I am "animal's" younger sister and that I can verify everything he said and then some. True, there is so much to say about this topic, that it would take volumes of books to cover our personal story, but here is the short version.
Our family was perfect until about age 12, when it became what is known as disfunctional. Mom threw her boyfried out (she told us they were married), so we lost yet another father figure until she married "M.H.". It seemed that almost overnight, there were no more "worldly friends", no Holidays, no life. M.H. made us get up at 5 am to study the watchtower, then go to school- it didn't end when we got home. I had to do wifely duties because my mom was always sick in bed, until it was time to "worship". A usual night at the K.H. consisted of many hours of study (he made us volunteer when others didn't show up for talks), then hours later I would be doing homework all hours of the night just to get it done. He used to smell my breath when I got home to make sure that I wasn't smoking (I never did, and still don't). The worst I did was get caught hiking up my skirt. Punishment methods were nothing short of severe beatings with a belt on bare skin. Other methods included drinking glasses of half water and half vinegar to completion. I will not eat vinegar to this day. One time, my brother was backhanded until unconcience because he didn't like pea soup. He ran away the next day. I never blamed him, I wish now he would have taken me with him. To make matters worse, my mom would sit by and watch this happen repeatedly, and denies any involvement in this abuse. Of course he didn't beat her, so what could she have done- go against him and possibly get a beating? I think it is sick to stand by and proclaim to love your children and see this abuse take place. I ran away at age 18 and got married, this seemed to be my only way out. I went to the elders about this and they didn't believe me because "elders do not behave that way". It took years for the elders to believe this, it wasn't until an incident where M.H. ran off with thier bible study- a woman one year older than me!!!
Years later, I found out that my mom was sick with and would die from cancer(during her years with M.H.), and he was training me to pick up where she would've left off- he made me kiss him on the lips every night before bed- I HATED THAT. Now it has been even many more years, my mom magically cured, somehow( we don't believe she was ever really deathly sick). I have forgiven her, but I will never forget my past and there is not a day that goes by that I am not affected by the terrible things I was put through. I will be 45 years old soon, and sometimes I still feel like that 12 year old girl. I can't seem to get her out of my head. Witnessing the growth that my brother experienced from psychotherapy, I believe in it now and think it may be the best thing than dealing with it on my own.
My brother thinks that every time he ran away that he was alone, but part of me was right there with him running, it was just that I would have never survived the homecoming beating like he always did. And the story goes on..............................