Hi AudeSapere,
This is really weird. I did not read your comments on this. (Kinda spooked here now). Your reply is extremely helpful. I am going to do all of this right away.
Thanks so much.
LV
no, i'm not worried about having a blood transfusion.
i worry about me and my children not getting life saving treatment should there ever be an accident as all next of kin are jws.. as a da'd single/only parent, i worry if i am ever taken out of commission in an accident, and my children (or i) need medical care, that my jw family (they're all jws!!!
) might try to prevent that.
Hi AudeSapere,
This is really weird. I did not read your comments on this. (Kinda spooked here now). Your reply is extremely helpful. I am going to do all of this right away.
Thanks so much.
LV
okay so if anyone can give some imput on this, i would really appreciate hearing different opinions!.
(its downright impossible to make decisions, big or small, these days....sigh).
ive been thinking alot about the possible consequences and outcome of joining in on a community like this and using it as a form of therapy or a support group type setting when struggling over the witnesses.
It's free.
no, i'm not worried about having a blood transfusion.
i worry about me and my children not getting life saving treatment should there ever be an accident as all next of kin are jws.. as a da'd single/only parent, i worry if i am ever taken out of commission in an accident, and my children (or i) need medical care, that my jw family (they're all jws!!!
) might try to prevent that.
No, I'm not worried about having a blood transfusion. I worry about me and my children NOT getting life saving treatment should there ever be an accident as all next of kin are JWs.
As a DA'd single/only parent, I worry if I am ever taken out of commission in an accident, and my children (or I) need medical care, that my JW family (they're all JWs!!!) might try to prevent that. In fact, I'm sure they would try to prevent life saving medical care should it be required.
What legal steps have you all taken to prevent something like that? Putting a letter in your primary doctor's file? Carry a card?
Seriously, we should have a card for our wallets to protect us FROM the WTBTS. Perhaps it could read something like "Danger! Danger! JW Family. DO NOT let them make medical decisions. Blood transfusions PLEASE!!!"
Has anyone done this or taken other medical precautions to protect themselves from JW family/WTBTS insanity???!!!
Maybe this sounds nutty to some of you, but I honestly do want to find ways to protect my family from the bOrg. You never know what might happen!
i'm sure topics like this have already come up but they tend to get hilarious with the absolute absurdity that goes on in the kh.
i was once counseled for not shaving after two days.
i was also counseled by a sister for eating lucky charms cereal.
Blondie- you're right, that's what he meant, but he was about one neuron short of a synapse. I'd be surprised if his IQ were much higher than mid-80s. Sad really. You'd think they'd have higher standards for COs.
on a warm summer day when i was about 12 years old (early 1980s), i was home alone for a brief time (family had gone to the grocery store).
i had always been terrified of the demons and was constantly worried about a possible demon attack.
being born in, growing up a dub, the devil and his demons were always either on my mind or not too far from conscious thought.
StAnn - I hope you got some sleep last night. Hopefully things calmed down in the bed a little for you. Rest is important, too.
i'm sure topics like this have already come up but they tend to get hilarious with the absolute absurdity that goes on in the kh.
i was once counseled for not shaving after two days.
i was also counseled by a sister for eating lucky charms cereal.
I tried to be so good. But I did get counseled twice as a teenager.
Once, I was out in service with the CO, and there was a really gross little pond in someone's yard that we came across. I referred to the "pond scum." The CO had an ABSOLUTE FIT for the next hour: "Scum is what comes out of the man's penis and impregnates the wife." I got into terrible trouble for my "filthy" mouth -- using the word SCUM! I was horrified and wanted to just die on the spot.
The other thing I was counseled on was this...It was thought that I was overly sexually attracted to two or three teenage sisters in my hall and that my facial expressions, body posture and stance gave away my feelings of lust for them. Their elder fathers had a "talk" with me in the back. I was so horrified to be having that talk. As I was a 16 year old GAY male teenager I really couldn't see what they were talking about. Mostly I was just glad that they didn't know I was gay. One them had a very cute son my age who I was gaga over. How I wanted to marry HIM (and certainly NOT his sister!!). Shows how completely clueless they were.
on a warm summer day when i was about 12 years old (early 1980s), i was home alone for a brief time (family had gone to the grocery store).
i had always been terrified of the demons and was constantly worried about a possible demon attack.
being born in, growing up a dub, the devil and his demons were always either on my mind or not too far from conscious thought.
OMG - I don't think I was actually masturbating in the grown up sense of the word at all. But I do remember something about touching my genitals just as the earthquake struck. As we all know, correlation is not causation. However, it really can scare a young person half to death.
on a warm summer day when i was about 12 years old (early 1980s), i was home alone for a brief time (family had gone to the grocery store).
i had always been terrified of the demons and was constantly worried about a possible demon attack.
being born in, growing up a dub, the devil and his demons were always either on my mind or not too far from conscious thought.
P.S. Does anyone know or has anyone heard of that song that I referenced in my last post. Also, please excuse the different font(s). I am playing around with some of the "features."
on a warm summer day when i was about 12 years old (early 1980s), i was home alone for a brief time (family had gone to the grocery store).
i had always been terrified of the demons and was constantly worried about a possible demon attack.
being born in, growing up a dub, the devil and his demons were always either on my mind or not too far from conscious thought.
I see what you mean about thunderstorms, Elgiard. When I was little, I remember family members and family friends loudly sing "Let the Seas and Thunders Roar! Warn of Armageddon's War! Joyfully, Sound the Praise. Jehovah God is King." I think this was from an old songbook way before my time, but I remember people breaking out into song when the thunder began. I also remember my father screaming out "Jehovah!!!" at the top of his voice, scaring the living crap out of me. I would literally run, hide, going fetal and shaking uncontrollably, thinking I was about to be killed by Jehovah. This is child abuse as far as I am concerned.
I honestly think it's important to give witness (so to speak) about our experiences growing up J-Dubs. Our experiences and our voices are here on this site as a record of what has happened to us as a result of this cult.
on a warm summer day when i was about 12 years old (early 1980s), i was home alone for a brief time (family had gone to the grocery store).
i had always been terrified of the demons and was constantly worried about a possible demon attack.
being born in, growing up a dub, the devil and his demons were always either on my mind or not too far from conscious thought.
On a warm summer day when I was about 12 years old (early 1980s), I was home alone for a brief time (family had gone to the grocery store). I had always been terrified of the demons and was constantly worried about a possible demon attack. Being born in, growing up a Dub, the Devil and his demons were always either on my mind or not too far from conscious thought. I was terried of ever doing anything that might displease Jehovah. The warnings at the Hall and in my family were thinly veiled "be good or the demons will get you." The constant stories of demon attacks that were told and retold scared the living daylights out of me. As I remember, I really lived in fear.
So on this warm summer day, I was watching television, laying on the sofa in the living room and my hand wandered a little, and it made brief contact with my genitals. I don't remember if I was itching or if it was something more "sinful," but no sooner than my hand made contact with my privates, the sofa started moving.
I cannot even begin to describe the terror I felt. The sofa was moving, and I froze. I couldn't scream. I couldn't move. It was moving back and forth, up and down. I mean, the damn thing was jumping up and down! This seemed to go on forever, but it probably lasted 10-20 seconds. I finally was able to get up, and in my panic, I dove through the front room window. The unlocked door was right next to the window, of course. Needless to say, I wasn't thinking too clearly at the time.
Outside, I was literally running up and down the street screaming something about the demons getting me. Fortunately, a kind old couple lived next door. They came outside and brought me into their house. They calmed me down and tried to clean me up. That musn't have been easy, as I was hysterical.
Once I was calm enough, they turned on the television. The news was on. It was an earthquake.