My sentiments exactly, except I didn't have to wear suits. I just kept wearing shorter skirts. Scandal!
I remember counting the days until I could turn 18 and leave. That is no way to experience
a childhood. There were other kids in the congo but I never really had much interest. I think
I was considered sort of a "bad association." That at least gave me something to smile about.
It's unnatural and cruel for anyone to put their children throught the JW regime. I think a combination
of inferior brain, quick wit, and a fierce determination to escape saved me. I wish I could save all
the kids stuck in the borg now.