My sperm donor hated women, and I grew up in a backward area of the country, so I internalized the attitude of inferiority. One of my high school friends wrote in my yearbook, "[Name}, you're a nice girl. Lose that inferiority complex." I was very withdrawn and had little confidence.
I became a "publisher" for the JW's at age 15, the only one in my family to do so. They loved me. I overheard some of them talking about how "good" I was when they took me to an assembly without my family.
I married an elder, and he told me I had a "good attitude."
Then I started hearing women on television and in print media talking as if they were just as good as anyone else. I was fearful of such talk, and resisted believing it. But living with an arrogant, autocratic JW elder can start a gal thinking.
Some ridiculous things happened. For example, I was told what brand of bread to buy. I switched to another kind without permission, and was told to go back to the other brand. I did. THEN, a month or two later, my husband had a conversation with the "sister" who he thought was "pretty" and she recommended the kind of bread I had switched to. He told me to switch, per his conversation with her. That was it! I actually raised my voice to him, and told him I had already switched and he vetoed it, and that maybe the reason he wanted the kind of bread I did was because it was recommended by a sister who was "pretty!" He backed down. Soon after that, he told me that this sister "needed to be put in her place." No, she didn't. HE DID!
Another sister in my congregation was told what brand of cooking oil to buy. She told me that she asked permission to buy the brand that was on sale, and permission was granted. How ridiculous.
Once I was watching Eric Clapton (I think that's who it was) on television and was told it was inappropriate. A few days later I saw Bess Meyerson (I just dated myself!) asking a man about which TV programs he let his family watch. He began his statement with, "First I want to say that I would never tell an adult woman what she could watch on TV." Bingo! I was starting to wake up!
Once my elder ex was going to conduct the Watchtower study. During the public talk he whispered to me that he wanted me to write down the names of everyone in the Kingdom Hall who he did not know. I did it. I could practically read his mind. I did a lot of clerical things for him. I also tutored him so he could take the GED. I'm pretty sure he failed it anyway, as no certificate was forthcoming.
Loving my freedom,
Regards,
Mum