This is an issue that has stumbled me a great deal, although I am not very knowledgeable about the subject. I never understood why God would want someone to die for something so minute. I feel sick just thinking that people have died because of this, and then, they have the nerve to go and change it? Oh God, I feel sick.
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Am I reading this right?
by RedhorseWoman inthe latest wt questions from readers on blood.
fractions of all "primary" components are now allowed?.
is this saying that everything is allowed except when they're combined together?
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Not everyone left the JW Org for the same reason...Why did you leave?
by JH insome left because they couldn't follow the pace.
some left because they knew they were living a double life.. some left because they rathered live a life of sin.. and some left because they considered it a cult.. i stopped going because i was unable to keep up with all their demands and expectations, and i found them too controling.
also because they cover their past and give false hope for the near future.. why did you leave?.
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I left because I felt empty and trapped. I left because I didn't trust or love anyone there (with a few exceptions), and because I wanted more out of life. I left because I had been exposed to new ideas (thank you- all of you who exposed me to them).
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If I have an apostafest...will you come?
by kittyeatzjdubs inok. i feel like i'm the only one on this discussion board who hasn't met at least one member.
so i figured it was time to open my door and invite ya'll in for some southern hospitality.. i live in horn lake, ms which is about 35-40 minutes from memphis (depending on traffic).
so you can use that to gauge how far you are from me.
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Anyone in here from Ohio? I need to meet new people bad...someone to show me around. Someone to smoke pot with me and chill, or sit naked in a hot tub with a few beers...(Read my "wildest party" post if you're lost).
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Describe the WILDEST JW party you ever attended!! no seriously......
by kid-A ini realize this is totally context and culturally dependent, but the old toronto jw youth scene was quite wild during the years 1984-1994. .
one example, a group of about 40 jw kids would go up to a ski resort (usually mount st.louis/moonstone or blue mountain) over the x-mas week-end.
one year we rented out a block of rooms in a resort close to the ski lodge.
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I hate you Toronto bitches. Man, my whole life, I've wanted to just smoke pot and chill. Or drink and get naked in a hot tub...and as to date, it hasn't happened. I've done stuff here and there but I've never partied, partied and I'm not a Jdub anymore. The reason for that is I'm still trying to adjust to not being a dub, trying to meet new people, etc., but am having somewhat of a hard time not attending school, and working at a place with people much older than I. If only I could have been in a rebel congregation. My best friend was a "rebel" when we were real young, and I know she would have smoked pot with me if we had stayed friends, but I was warped then and wanted to be good, and we ended up fighting a lot, and then finally discontinuing our relationship.
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JWs picking and choosing which rules to follow
by kristyann indoes anyone else find that many, many jehovah's witnesses pick and choose which rules they want to follow?
my boyfriend's parents are jws and i have many, many examples to share with you!
i'd love to hear if any of you have known of similar type things, or if you know any other rules that jws commonly break.
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My grandma calls me on my birthday and asks me how it feels to be a day older. I find it funny, because she avoids actually saying happy birthday, and instead just hints around at it. I never understood why we couldn't celebrate birthdays to begin with. Because everytime it's mentioned in the Bible someone dies? That could just be coincidence. Regardless, it's a little extreme.
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WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO CONFESS?
by stillAwitness ino.k i confess: sometimes i still wish i was in high school where i was tucked away safely away from the real world.
oh yeah, and i pick my nose sometimes.
what are your confessions?
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I confess that I've had sex, more times than I have fingers & toes.
I confess that there are cigars hiding in the panels of my ceiling, and when my family goes to meetings I sit in the attic and inhale.
I confess that I coaxed my friends into huffing paint, and drinking.
I confess that I still feel clean.
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Why is it so hard to have meaningful conversation at the Kingdom Hall?
by truthseeker indid any of you stuggle for have good conversations with the friends, before and after meetings?
i know i did.. by meaningful conversations, i mean in-depth discussions about events, news, beliefs.
it seems that jw's .
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Wait I said that wrong...we didn't speak volumes...we spoke volumes of words, without saying anything meaningful is what I meant to say...or something like that. Third shift is eating my brain.
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Why is it so hard to have meaningful conversation at the Kingdom Hall?
by truthseeker indid any of you stuggle for have good conversations with the friends, before and after meetings?
i know i did.. by meaningful conversations, i mean in-depth discussions about events, news, beliefs.
it seems that jw's .
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I remember not only feeling it was very difficult to talk at the Kingdom Hall, but with the few friends I did spend time with outside of the KH, we spoke volumes without saying a word, if you know what I mean. I was raised as a dub and I still am somewhat socially awkward, although I am learning to come out of that. I feel a deeper connection with people at work than most of the people there, and I just started this job a few weeks ago. I remember feeling several times this very frightened, almost terrified nausea when I was at the KH, and then it would pass. I remember at the moment just wanting to curl up in my seat & shut down, or just crawl away from it all. It was this feeling of being a helpless, vulnerable little child in a horror movie situation...couldn't describe it any other way really. Anyway, I remember the friends that I did have being judgemental and close-minded, condemning anyone and everyone they came across, and then pretending to have orgasms and laughing. It was really weird, looking back at it, and still I valued them. I don't know why now. Now that I'm out I realize most people outside of it aren't going to judge every single word I say, and am finding it easier to open up. In fact, everytime I've really been sincere I've gotten a positive reaction, and to me, that's more loving than the fake empathy they provide at the hall.
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Likening my exit from the JWs to a bad divorce
by findingmyway inunlike those of you who made the choice to drift or fade away, i was df'd a few years ago and, at the time, i thought i would return.
with the passing of time, i am realizing that going back for the sake of mending family bonds is not a good enough reason to go back.
but my family has been holding out the hope that i will return.
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Hey everyone, we'll get through. I'm feeling that today...wanted to share.
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Don't you sometimes just want to STOP talking about it?
by nicolaou inthere's some real nasty stuff going on in my family right now - many of my worst fears about being shunned are coming true and i fear for my mum's health because of all the stress she's under - seriously!.
but i just cannot bring myself to discuss it.
i'm just so sick and tired of the whole thing...
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I guess to a degree I do get sick of talking about it. But to another and far greater degree I feel like I never really have talked about it, and instead have tried to forget it. I "fell out" a few years ago (well 1 and a half) when a friend tried to commit suicide, and I was involved. I became heavily involved with this "friend"; throughout our youth we had talked a great deal online, debating why or why we did not believe, as I did with many people. I was always drawn to people who were questioning and doubting because I was in the same boat as well, although I still had a strong desire to do the "right thing", and still had a strong faith in Jehovah...in his existence. And to a degree that image...of a caring, and greater being is still real to me, but I have eliminated some of the bs that goes with it (unsuccessfully or successfully, you decide, ha). I'm actually agnostic right now, and am beginning to believe in this moment that that image is just an embodiment of everything that I am, or wish to be...of my desire for peace, and for tolerance (neither of which are part of the organization, especially the latter). This is liberating...revealing all of this. It feels like the further out I get the healthier and more self-accepting I become...I can view myself in a positive light. I am me and it is okay. And then to another degree I feel guilty. I feel very guilty admitting that my upbringing had any effect on me. I feel guilty admitting that I resent "the truth", and in a related and slightly unrelated way, that I resent my verbally abusive mother, because to me that is sin. Admitting...not that we are weak, but that we have significant problems, significant feelings. We've been taught we had the best of the best. How can I look at all these people who are suffering...people I talk to everyday and admit that I am one of them when I was given "the chance of a lifetime"? Tonight at work I was talking to one of my coworkers who revealed to me the fact that she was taken out of her adopted home at age 9 and sent to 72 foster homes from that point on...until she was 18. I felt ashamed that I had ever considered any passage or period of my life a difficult one, a struggle. It is very difficult for me right now...and I can relate to a lot of your situations. I am only 18 at the moment and I am threatened on a continual basis...my mother hates me, literally (I'm sure of it), and threatens everyday to kick me out; my father, however, does not want me to leave. I am trying to move out right now, but I am finding it extremely difficult to meet new people to move in with; I am finding it very difficult to be honest, open, and most importantly, comfortable, in my everyday surroundings; my parents are still very restrictive. I do have a boyfriend, an ex Jdub as well, but his parents would disown him if we were to move in together. Somehow I've avoided the big D, but only because I am a private person; I need to be. Anyway, if you did read all of this, this is my life story...most of the time...ha. Sorry for unloading this on all of you...it's just difficult, as you know. I hope the best for everyone here. (By the way, I'm new).