Here to help and hoping to hear back from you soon.
~Merry
hello my friends hope u r all well?
what i would like the poeple know in the chat room of a night i would like u to know that 1) i have a learning promblem 2) im not a good speller as sum 1 really hurt & upset me last in the room & im thinking of leaving cos of this person 3) my parents died now im living with my foster parents i call then both mom & dad as they have been very good to me 3) i have got abit of dyxsile so if no 1 wants to help me then please dont talk behind my back if u have sum thing to say....post me a message 4) i do belive in god & all im asking is for sum help 2 help me on my travels thank u 4 listening angel.
Here to help and hoping to hear back from you soon.
~Merry
do you still attend the occaisonal meeting with your believing family members?
if so, do you find any value in what's presented?
i still attend the occaisonal sunday meeting with my believing wife in an effort to show my respect for her feelings and my willingness to be tolerant.
Excellent post 24k! My feelings exactly the few times I attended to please my mother in recent years. The only benefit I got was the very clear reminder of all the good reasons I wasn't going.
~Merry
just to say hello.
been lurking awhile.nice site!
will tell my story real soon.
Hi, Bonnzo! Will be lookin' out for ya...
WELCOME
~Merry
yep, that's right, she had her maiden flight this morning... it was beautiful!.
after one bum takeoff attempt (i had one of the servos reversed... hehe), i fixed the problem and tried again.. i increased throttle a little, she slowly taxied forward, a little more power bit by bit, and there she went... up into the air, gliding beautifully.
it was amazing watching this thing i had built from little bits of foam and glue take to the sky.
That is so cool, FMZ!!!
Wishing you many more days of flying fun
~Merry
my thoughts.... "oh look, sng took down his cute little geeky boy pic and put up a boy-toy actor pic..... .
...wait a minute..... .
... that is sng!!!!.
oh dear, i think my playfulness has been misconstrued
~Merry (covertly looking around for the apostababe thread)
...a favorite quote of mine from marianne williamson: .
"our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
i posted here a bit a while back.
quick background- df-ed when i was 21 (10 yrs ago), left the jw's as a single mom with a 3 yr old son.
jw mom helped me raise him for the first few years, so my departure was a sticky family mess.
Sorry, Red. I just hate what their "love" puts people through, especially family. Wish I could wisely advise, but all I can really do is offer my caring and support. Sounds to me like you did the right thing for you. I used to play by their cruel disfellowshipping rules myself but no more! Like you, I don't want my child to get the idea that their treatment of DFs and DAs is acceptable to me. It isn't.
All my best to you! Stay strong...
~Merry
hey there.
i'm new to this board, so i thought i'd introduce myself with a story.
it details the kind of thursday night we all dreaded as a young jw.
Welcome, D&B. Loved your intro
~Merry
just want to share my experience growing up through this organization.
all but one sister are jw.
my other sister was molested by other people who were at the time witnesses.
Warm warm welcomes to Moanzy and PJwoman!!! Thank you for sharing your stories
~Merry
here's a song i wrote a few years back for a canary i met in a petshop who really seemed to want me to take him home but i didn't have the $... not sure why i'm posting it here except maybe others have experienced these feelings at one time or another.... shifty little eyes.
shifty little feet.
whistles to himself.
Here's a song I wrote a few years back for a canary I met in a petshop who really seemed to want me to take him home but I didn't have the $... Not sure why I'm posting it here except maybe others have experienced these feelings at one time or another...
Shifty little eyes
Shifty little feet
Whistles to himself
As he rocks to his own beat
He's got those
Something's--gonna--get--me--
This--life'll--never--fit--me--
Yellow--bird--in--a--cage blues...
A prisoner of time and space
A captive behind bars
Dreaming he can fly
While he gazes at the stars
And sings those
Something's--gonna--get--me--
This--world--has--up--and--quit--me--
Yellow--bird--in--a--cage blues...
He don't like it in this place
But he's afraid he'll never leave
No one to watch his back
All he can do is bob and weave
And keep on singin' those
Something'--gonna--get--me--
Chew--me--up--and--spit--me--out--
Yellow--bird--in--a--cage blues...
And I'm a lot like him, you see,
Just give me my own mirror,
A place where I can perch,
And I'll sing for you, my dear
'Cause I know those
Something's--gonna--get--me--
Though--I--know--you'd--never--hit--me--
Yellow--bird--in--a--cage--
Always--trapped--on--center--stage--
You--can--never--set--me--free--
So--go--away--and--let--me--be--
It--doesn't--matter--anyway blues............birdseed!
~Merry