Everything is observed and noted - sizemik
Thanks man for explaining everything i spent hours uselessly 'worrying' about - and that phrase alone is enough reason to leave, and will remind me in future why i did.
This cult has obviously given you something you don't want to walk away from. - dgp
You're spot on. At first I thought I was going to God. When that fell through, I stayed around for the morals and tried to justify continuing to study a false religion with "Well, they do read the bible." OH YES, THEIR CORRUPT BIBLE. I had already been sucked in by the teaching that the world was much worse than being in the organization. Basically everything that kept me in "the lie" was lies.
LongHairGal, i liked reading your story, getting to "good riddance" made me smile, i can sense how happy you were to get out. Really made me wonder why I'm still IN. Rest assured, I won't be for much longer.
Honesty, your post confirms what I suspected. I bet these brothers exist in my congregation. They're literally stuck... and screwed.
Thanks, hybridous, your post means alot because you just spoke from MY heart. I was looking for something, and i haven't found it.
I actually got invited out by the in crowd tonight and it's like the invite was accidentally sent. Such a horrible night, and i knew it would be before i went, but i had to go to confirm to myself that the jesus I pray to (that would be the right one, not the Watchtower one) is telling me it's time to go. I won't go into the pathetic details, but let's just say i saw firsthand how mean and vindictive witnesses are outside the hall. Oh, there was a lot of fake hugging, and "hiiii's" but then there were the whispers and the looks, and just anything else they could do to make it obvious that even though i was invited by someone in the clique, it was no group decision. Part of me wanted to fall to pieces, but another part wanted to hold my head high and tell them they can go to the hell they don't believe in. The only part of the night where I felt human was when i was leaving and a table of worldly (seriously, fuck that word, forever) guys said bye, but it was really just "Welcome back."
Got home and lost it. Not because of how I was treated, but because I'm done with this bullshit. Whatever kept me there, what ever illusions i was enticed by, were destroyed. And just to let me know he's still there, ironically, the first song that came up on the iPod was the Killers "When You Were Young" and the lyric goes "He doesn't look a thing like Jesus." and i relate that to the witnesses themselves and their false Jesus.
It ended up being a good night.