Richie: Tell them the devil made you do it, and ask for an exocism.
Tell them you will get a lawyer, since you are under 18.
Offer to sell fruit at the next 5 conventions.
you are all well aware of the fact that i went to the dc last weekend.. most of you are also aware of a situation i have with a young kid my age who is in my circuit.
if not, here's the cliff notes on it.
he turned me in and got me put on reproof.
Richie: Tell them the devil made you do it, and ask for an exocism.
Tell them you will get a lawyer, since you are under 18.
Offer to sell fruit at the next 5 conventions.
i just read a post that said the audience was not obediently clapping at the convention when the speakers made wild statements (presumably with the rising nazi voice).
did anyone else notice this.. will others look out for it at their dc and tell us?.
i'm not going.. bwaaaaahhhhhhh.
I remember bags of fruit! omg was that everywhere?
lately i've been feeling incredibly frustrated by the relationship i have with a few members of my family who aren't attached to the org, or just hanging in by a thread.
my dad is one such person, love him to bits, but he really gives me the sh*ts with his poor me act grrrr.
i just get tired of always being the one who calls, who stays in contact, who visits etc.
My JW, ex-elder dad called me, and wished me a happy birthday. I studdered and said thanks. I quickly changed the subject to my child. What do you all think of this?
what did you do as a child (or adult) to survive boredom during meetings?.
as a child i remember sitting behind a sister with a pink angora sweater.
i would pull of a bit of the lint from it and tilt my head back and place it above my lips a bit.
I would cross my leg til it went to sleep and uncross it and feel the tingle, and try to keep from laughing. And cross the other leg and start the process again. I also liked reading Ruth and Esther. And filling out the O,P,B etc. I almost forgot, splitting my split ends of my hair. I wasted alot of time doing that. But I always stopped when they mentioned a bible verse, and tried to be the first one to find it, so people would think how wonderful I was.
well brothers and sisters,
i just returned home safe from the convention.
as much as i would like to give you the minute by minute breakdown, i won't because this is going to be a freaking long post anyhow.
What does dub stand for? And what are the checks? I am loving reading about the convention. Takes me back to my teenage years. When Richie was talking about walking around with his friends. I remember my older brother walked, and I wasn't allowed to. (too young) When I got old enough, I volunteered, and only could walk for a short time. I thought volunteering was the way to find a good Christian brother. Most were skinny with zits.
minimus's post got me thinking.
where would i be if i were still a jw?
it's depressing to think about...
The Oklahoma Dist. convention starts today. In the Daily Oklahoman today a 12 and 13 year old were interviewed. How excited they were to be getting baptized. They said they had to answer 4 pages of questions to the elders. The brain washing begins in earnest.
They will be the same kids going before the elders in 5 years. I can relate. Wish I could warn them.
minimus's post got me thinking.
where would i be if i were still a jw?
it's depressing to think about...
Am I paranoid????? My phone just rang, It was anonamous, and they just breathed heavy. I am listed in the book. Probably nothing, but I am not crazy!
minimus's post got me thinking.
where would i be if i were still a jw?
it's depressing to think about...
Keeshah and Sparkplug
Thank-you for your posts. Yesterday, I had a very bad day. Checked my email, and clicked on a "Reunion" website email.Its kinda like Classmates.com. It said old friends had looked at my profile. I found out it was the old witness boyfriend. So I looked at his profile. It had a red beating heart next to his name, saying he was dating. I had been lurking here for a couple of months. So when I saw the question, "where would you be now"? I had already been thinking and feeling sorry for myself, I just said what I was thinking. I'm lurking here, and he is probably somewhere in Oklahoma lurking at a Kingdom Hall, trying to get yet another young sister, and ruin her life. He was a sweet talker. It's been 20 years ago, The sadness and hurt has always been there, but I felt like he was outside my window at that moment.
I had such a bad day at work today.did not get much sleep. I could not stop thinking about what happened. I broke out in tears at one point. Fellow employees have never seen me cry. I told them a favorite aunt died. I live 200 miles away now, but I feel him around. I did not put my new city on my profile. It would not take much for him to find me. I should have been smarter that to post on such a site. I feel violated all over again.
No I am not a bigot. You are right, it is the person (brother) haha, not the race. I was very upset from the replies, that I had to tell them my horrendous story. My pain is so real. Now I see that I did just blurt out an answer. Thank you for pointing it out nicely, now that I have calmed down alittle. I have got to get some sleep. I will try to post an intro later. What will I say? How about I copy and paste my story, and add that I am paranoid now?
Sorry there I go again. I'm really a nice person. Thanks for the hugs. I will take the cybor hugs, but in person I have a really hard time. I don't like them. Now there is a big topic Thanks Horrible Life
minimus's post got me thinking.
where would i be if i were still a jw?
it's depressing to think about...
You are offended? Well how about this. A black (brother) picked me out at a get together and decided that he would make me his. He had just come off of being reproved. Of course I did not know this. He said all of the things a horny guy says. Made me feel like a million bucks. I was an elders daughter. I was baptized and pioneered in the summer. I was a straight A student with a future. I played in the orchestra at conventions. Was in dramas at conventions. I was a very good girl. I fell hard for him. My dad then checked him out. He had a long list of girls from other congragations. Dad tried to talk to me. This was the first time I had ever gone against him. He should give him a chance. I loved him. I just had to wait til I was 18 to get married to him. We begged my parents to let us marry. My mom said no. So I moved out of my parents house, and in with a (sister with a room to rent). I would spend many nights with my clothes on, at his house. One night, as we were laying close, and I was falling asleep, he took his clothes off and proceeded to take off my pants and rape me. I cried for him to stop. He said he had to do it. I would not get pregnant if I did not orgasm. After it was over he went to bathroom to clean up himself. I sat up in bed and saw blood on the sheets. I had been a virgin. Well he got to pop my cherry! He was so proud it was him able to do it. I ran into the kitchen, and grabbed a knife. I wanted to kill him. He got the knife, and held me tight. He said it was ok, we were going to get married in 2 monthes. He loved me. I still hated him. I had never had any self confidence. He said no JW would want me now that I had had sex outside of marriage and to a "Black Man". He said it. So I stayed with him. In 2 month s I turned 18, the day after my birthday, I get rumors that he is seeing a girl in a neighboring town. I ask my father to find out. Sure enough, he is. I feel like there is nothing to live for. I am used meat. I could not go back to the Kingdom Hall. My dad being an elder, I could not confess our sins. I could not date a witness ever again. I told my parents that I was working during meeting times. After 6 monthes, I started dating an older man. Meanwhile the rapist shows up again. He asks me to come back to him. I know what he is doing. He has kept track of me all this time. Knowing I have been waiting for him. He again tells me no "White Man" will ever touch me. (All he ever had were white girls)
I walked away from him, told the man I was seeing that I had been involved with a black man. He married me anyway. He never let me forget about it, and beat me up on a regular basis. After a broken jaw, several black eyes, cracked ribs, and 3 years I left him.
So what would life be like if I was STILL a JW? I WILL SAY AGAIN I WOULD BE IN A BI-RACIAL MARRIAGE, WITH 3 BI-RACIAL KIDS, AND WEIGH 300 POUNDS." BUT I MAY BE WRONG. I WOULD PROBABLY STILL HAVE THE KIDS, BUT HE WOULD HAVE LEFT ME FOR ANOTHER WHITE WOMAN.
So if you all are so offended, I wish you could step into my shoes for awhile. I lost my virginity, my faith, my family, my trust, my financial future, everything to a (brother). I came here looking for support, I got the same as I got from your religion. none
minimus's post got me thinking.
where would i be if i were still a jw?
it's depressing to think about...
I would be in a bi-racial marriage with 3 bi-racial children and weigh 300 lbs.