just looking at some older posts and came across this one. Wow, great stuff. I remember my moment. I decided to tell on myself for commiting fornication. I felt terrible, guilty, humiliated. I cried and told on myself to three elders. I remember them telling me that, in the older days, I would've been stoned to death. I remember thinking, Huh? Ok, didn't need to hear that, but whatever, I guess I deserved that comment. they kicked me outta the room because they were 'leaning towards disfellowshipping'....but then they decided on public reproof. I sat in the Kingdum Hall the night of the announcement, and it was the most humiliating thing EVER.
It was at that moment, I realized this is not what true love is about. And god would not want me sitting here with everybody staring at me and judging me. Sure. they say they do not judge, which is great on paper. But reality shows a completely different story.