Posts by BeautifulStrange

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Jehovah's Witnesses: How Their Subculture is Fading Away.

by metatron in

jw
friends

i am old enough to remember the days when conventions lasted many long days and large.

numbers of brothers were employed in preparing hot meals served on trays, army-style.

also recall how good these steam cooked meals tasted - and how policemen, assigned to.

BeautifulStrange

ok there's one thing i don't get here

once you have left the religion why would you bother to keep track of what they do or don't do or go to any of their meetings to observe anything?

i really don't get it - i never go at all and all my fam are still in the truth but it has nothing to do with me - i have absolutely no interest in any of it - i don't care if they wanna talk to me about it although they're pretty respectful - it doesn't bother me what they do - i'd never waste my time on any of their beliefs or anything

why on earth would you?

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Yet another "My Story"

by mapleaf18 in

my story: and i apologize in advance for the long post.. i was born to special pio parents and i attended my first meeting when i was 6 days old, which was unusual in the 50s and 60s because babies were usually quarantined for the first month or so.

my mother had a poor childhood and was often placed with uncaring relatives which served as foster homes.

my father was raised in a single parent home by his divorced mother who was looking for answers.

BeautifulStrange

Great story Mapleleaf - thanks for sharing

I recognise so many elements - looking back some of them are pretty funny now tho - i remember one month when my dad was pioneering - i had been sick that morning but of course you had to be dead to skip a meeting or witnessing when i was young so i was still out - anyway we're witnessing to this guy - and he's up on the third floor of a balcony - all of a sudden i know that I'm going to be sick - i try to get my dad's attention but he's in the thick of it with this guy - i keep pestering him - pulling on his arm and manage to get out the words "i'm going to be sick" at which point he shoved his dirty hanky in my mouth - which happened to be the last straw - i yacked up a storm and vomited all over this poor guys front porch and coz it was the third floor it dripped all the way down to the bottom hehehe

my dad believed me next time i said i was sick

anyway stories aside - it sounds like you're with a lovely man now and i hope you and your children are very happy

xx