In therapy, I was told I should write a letter of grievances to each of my parents. I really do not have any for my mother, except for things that directly relate to being raised as a Jehovah's Witness. Upon reflection, my childhood was hell because of the religion and its pernicious corruption of a normal childhood.
I am going to share the letter I wrote to my mother because it describes JW childhood in a nutshell. Please share in the comments some of your experiences growing up JW.
Mom,
I wish you never became a JW and wish I would have never
been in a cult. It was because of that, and the idealistic viewpoint you had
that got me beat up in school. I got picked on because I couldn’t say the
Pledge of Allegiance in school, and not stand for the national anthem. I had to
not go to sports “pep rallies” so I had to spend that time in detention.
I got beat up a lot because you told me to “turn the other
cheek” like Jesus said. Once kids knew I would not fight back, they picked on
me and hit me a lot in school. Being a JW kid is pure hell. That and I was not
encouraged to get a higher education. Education was of no value unless it was
for the cult. That is why I never brought homework home, I always just tried to
do it when I got to school in the morning, and my grades suffered. I could have
really excelled in school if I just had any encouragement.
I was very angry at you when finally remembered in therapy and
told you about Elder DD molesting me when I was a child. I told you about it,
and you were matter of fact about it and not angry. Then when he died, you were
sad and tried to tell me how wonderful he was. That hurt me considering my history
with him.
I do appreciate all the wonderful things that you did do for
me, and you were my closest person in the world. Through thick and thin I could
count on you. You helped me so much when I had my crazy times and we never
shunned each other. You were always there when I needed you. I am glad that is
the one cult thing that you and I did not ever follow.
I wish you were still here, but I am very happy that your
suffering is over. I loved you very much! I promise that I will keep feeding
your birds.
Love,
JK