Very good advice tiki. It's something I have to keep telling myself. I'm in college and busy with that but am just so unsure about everything. Feel like my life is a failure even though it's just starting. I'm so completely unmotivated right now...could be the depression but I'd like to think I'm stronger than it. My immediate goal is to finish college next year and move out. If I can travel somewhere in-between to get away that'd be great too.
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There's this girl...
by noonehome inquick back-story: i'm pretty young...old enough to go to war but too young to buy a beer (if i were in the states..maybe i am maybe i'm not...) compredo?
so i've had allot of doubts, but figured it was a fault in myself until my best friend left a year ago and has since been labeled apostate.
i've never shunned him, in fact, i still see him a few times a month in secret.
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There's this girl...
by noonehome inquick back-story: i'm pretty young...old enough to go to war but too young to buy a beer (if i were in the states..maybe i am maybe i'm not...) compredo?
so i've had allot of doubts, but figured it was a fault in myself until my best friend left a year ago and has since been labeled apostate.
i've never shunned him, in fact, i still see him a few times a month in secret.
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Ding
That hadn't even crossed my mind...I really doubt it but I guess you can never know. Thanks for bringing that to my attention, even though there's allot of trust I really must be careful with what I say. I do believe she must have some doubts though, like most Witnesses, but just can't come to grips with it. George Orwell expresses what I mean so much better in 1984. She has mentioned how nervous she is this time (she's gone before)..... but I really don't want to assume things. Like I said, she's a strong pioneer.
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Who knows. But I agree...we are still very much kids. Allot will change in 5 years. And I'm a decent enough fellow to know not to pursue anything...it wouldn't be fair to her or me.
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There's this girl...
by noonehome inquick back-story: i'm pretty young...old enough to go to war but too young to buy a beer (if i were in the states..maybe i am maybe i'm not...) compredo?
so i've had allot of doubts, but figured it was a fault in myself until my best friend left a year ago and has since been labeled apostate.
i've never shunned him, in fact, i still see him a few times a month in secret.
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Quick back-story: I'm pretty young...old enough to go to war but too young to buy a beer (if I were in the States..maybe I am maybe i'm not...) Compredo?
So I've had allot of doubts, but figured it was a fault in myself until my best friend left a year ago and has since been labeled apostate. I've never shunned him, in fact, I still see him a few times a month in secret. Basically he's never tried to turn me, but we have open in-depth discussions. It's so nice to be able to do that. Anyways I'm still in and can't leave at this point. Don't know if I ever can... but I realize how easily things can hit the fan.
My struggles haven't gone unnoticed - the elders have been tracking me ever since the one time I briefly and vaguely opened up to my good MS friend. Also my ministry hours have been down, although I've gotten them back up sufficiently to keep under the radar. It's tough, I just want to be honest with the people I love but I know it'll cost me their love.
Which leads me to the reason I'm posting. Last night my very good friend who's a strong pioneer sister took me aside by our cars as we were leaving someone's house. She said she knew about how hard it must be for me since my best friend left....her oldest sister did the same. She asked me if he ever told me anything that has affected me. I didn't know what to say...I wanted so bad to just tell her what I've been going through, the things I've learned. After a bit of a pause I let her know that around the time this friend left I had spoken with him about it, as a friend, because I just couldn't treat him the way his family and every one else was. She briefly said something about shunning, in a way that kind of made me think she doesn't like the idea of it. I didn't tell her I still see him often. She asked me if I think about the things we talked about. I said it's impossible not to, but I have to try. I didn't know how to read this. I said that he hadn't tried to convince me to leave or showed me apostate literature...rather, that it's ok to ask questions, to look into things objectively. She was shivering like it was freezing, and I mean it was late but not that cold. I could tell she was nervous....I told her that it's hard to talk about this stuff because it's like walking on eggshells. Which is so true...I mean say one wrong thing and the sh*t hits the fan. She expressed how she felt about me sticking with it, that I'm "still here" despite that and the other things that have happened in my childhood involving my dad (which she doesn't really know about). I hugged her and told her I appreciated it, that's it's been important for me to be around the 'right' people, and that if she ever wanted to talk it's OK, and I'm here. Soon after we went our separate ways.
This whole moment had kind of taken me by surprise, but it left a deep impression. Ever since 'opening up my mind', I've had this strong suspicion that most JW's secretly have allot of doubts, but are too afraid to let them fester. It's just too scary to think about (I know this from my own experience). JW's believe very strongly there's nowhere else. I keep hearing that...'there's nowhere else.' Even she said it and all I could say was that this (being a witness) is a good thing...didn't know what else to say...
Anyways, hate rambling but it's just something I can't stop thinking about. She's said things before that have left me thinking, mostly jokingly, like her saying "I don't know WHAT I would do if you ever left!" or "You never know about people, like who knows, I could go in service all day as a show and then be looking at apostate websites behind closed doors (talking about herself)", or pointing out various old-testament atrocities she "needs to do more research on" or asking logical questions about things...haha after a conversation while watching Jurassic Park about Jehovah designing animals as carnivores and if they'll eat meat in the new system, she sent me a long email citing references from articles from like the 60's (she was disappointed she couldn't find more satisfying answers but left it as something we should not consume our time with, that we need to humbly accept what we don't understand etc.) Not sure what to take from all this, it's almost like she's been testing me, saying things for my benefit.... She's a VERY smart girl and means the world to me. Not sure if she realizes that or not... But she's one of the reasons I still try.
Soon she's leaving to go pioneer in a different country for almost a year. I'd like to think my situation will be the same when she comes back, but if I'm being honest here, anything can happen in that span of time. I'm having a very difficult time and can't say for sure I'll last till then, though due to circumstance I really must.
Before she leaves I'm planning on getting her a gift to bring along, with a letter. Not sure what I'll write, don't want to let anything out, but want her to know that she can talk to me no matter what happens in the next year, and that I care for her. Above all, I would really hate to make her feel the same unhappiness and despair I've been feeling. It's not up to me to try and convince her of anything. I think people are starting to notice my depression; I'm getting worse at hiding it. Thanks for listening everyone.
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Can't sleep. Anyone feel like talking/messaging?
by OneDayillBeFree ini've had a crappy day and feel like talking to someone who's out or knows ttatt.. i can only call or text posters in the u.s. but others outside the country can pm me for other ways of communicating.. this will be active for about half an hour to an hour right now but if it goes okay then i might do it again.. pm me if interested & i'll pm you my info..
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noonehome
I feel you..... actually I gotta get to bed because it'll be bright and early for my assembly (sigh). These days, seems like most days are crappy days, that I spend in a daze. Oh well. There are people here who understand oneother. Hope tomorrow's better for you! (Or I guess that'll still be today...but same goes for the ACTUAL tomorrow....jeez I should sleep.) Have a good night!
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Anyone here who is still a Jehovahs Witness and havent given up yet, Please answer me!
by Vienna Angelika ini am wanting to connect to current jws who are going through a tough time and are going through a similar time as me.
not any jw haters, just balanced concerned jws who havent quite given up yet..
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I'm still very much in and don't really have a way out at the moment. I have a group of friends I love very much and wouldn't want to lose, and that combined with my mom and sister who are 'strong JWs' is what keeps me in. Like you I'm in the process of doing allot of research and am also reading COC. I'm in college but living at home. Nice to know i'm not alone :)
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I'm in, and having a hard time biting my tongue sometimes
by noonehome ini spend allot of time with other young witnesses my age, and am very close to a few of these friends.
my question is, is there any way to safely talk about doubts?
for instance, i've been learning allot about evolution and the science behind the flood (or lack thereof).
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I'm 20 and very much still in right now. I spend allot of time with other young witnesses my age, and am very close to a few of these friends. My question is, is there ANY way to SAFELY talk about doubts? For instance, I've been learning allot about evolution and the science behind the flood (or lack thereof). What allot of my friends say is that people only believe in evolution as an excuse to live a 'worldly life'. First of all, I don't think they know very much about evolution, but disagreeing and explaining myself honsestly just seems too dangerous.
In service last week a sister in my cargroup starts talking about the concubine in judges who basically gets chopped to bits and shipped peice by piece accross Ireal. "That is sooo messed up," she kept saying, almost jokingly. I agreed, yes it's messed up, as are allot of the accounts in the old testament. She is a pioneer and very 'spiritualy-strong' as it were, and just said the Judges account was something she'd go study again. So instead of listening to her gut reaction she is going to swallow the Watchtower spin and praise Jah.
Its always about the spin. I wish people could just think for themselves and have an honest and candid conversation, without fear of their life being ruined. Those damn telescreens I tell ya.
Did you ever talk to someone candidly who is in?
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Ironically "My Sweet Lord" by George Harrison is playing right now...
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TMS I realize marrying within would probably be unethical based on my lack of belief. However, I find myself not attracted to the girls elsewhere. Physically maybe, but nowhere else have I met girls as mature and caring and who use their head (could use it just a tad more and that'd be great...) as much as within the cult. Maybe I'm just too sheltered or maybe 20 year old girls in the 'world' just aren't there yet. They just seem so much more superficial. At any rate, as you can imagine for a young buckeroo my age, I think about girls allot, and I guess you're most comfortable with what you're familiar with.
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Ironically "My Sweet Lord" by George Harrison is playing right now...
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Damn, sorry breakfast, that wasn't my intention! But it certainly is comforting to know there are ones out there who I can relate and uncensor myself with. I do have a close friend who is out, like I mentioned, and he is a great support.
Couldn't have put it any better Finkelstein. It certainly is a hard pill to swallow, but I really appreciate you helping me face the facts.
I'm glad people understand that I'm not feeling rebellious like most of the youth who leave simply because they want to experience 'the world'. Of course there are things that I would like the freedom to experience, but the cost is too high. If or when I leave, it will be because I know exactly why, and exactly what I'm doing. I'm interested in truth, whatever that is. Yes the facts certainly speak for themselves, no matter how difficult they are to accept. And I feel like things are gonna get allot worse before they get any better, but for now, I don't have any choice but to stick with it.
One day I hope to look back at this time in my life...and, well, can't really finish that sentence...the right decision is so subjective, and each one filled with huge sacrifices and endings. I guess just that I'll be happy, somewhere, at sometime. I think that must be the 'why' of why we live.
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Thanks cantleave. Wow I can't imagine how difficult it must've been for you. I'm very aware of the fact that it's probably only a matter of time before everything hits the fan. I agree with things being conditional, and I've seen those conditions messing up lives far too many times now.
bsmart yes my mom saved my sister's and my own life. Couldn't imagine having a better mother. I've tested the waters a little and she is a very intelligent and thinking reasonable person. I don't think she would shun me, although I can't say the same for my sister and friends.
Finklestein I have looked into the origins of the religion, but realize there is much more to learn. I'm only just beginning to get an idea of the whole picture, and I agree its important to understand it all. I'll get there. And yes the similarities to a cult are chilling. I've had elders tell me that it's a "good cult". But I know better than to drink any Kool-aid...
Satanus I realize its long, its more to get it out. Your observations are very accurate with how I feel. I have to be so many different people that I'm losing touch with reality. I know I've got some tough decisions to make. But that is life.
Thanks for you support and input everyone.
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Hello everybody.
I’ll try to keep this as concise as possible. But you know how it is…
Basically I’ve been lurking for around 8 months or so, but never had the courage or desire to post anything. But I feel like I am reaching a critical point, and would really appreciate some insight. Or at least to get some stuff off my chest. That’s probably more what this is about for me right now. Anyways, in the words of Doctor Evil, I’m sure my story is “pre-tty stan-dard really.”
I’m 20, and was raised in. Had a pretty messed up childhood when it comes to my Dad. Won’t get into that; suffice to say he was out of the picture when I was a toddler and then for good since I was 9. He was at one time an elder, and is still wanted by the police in my country. There, good enough. So…
I’ve always had what I like to call repressed doubts…you know, the feeling and even knowledge that there are things that just don’t make any sense, yet you shrug it off and tell yourself that we walk by faith not by sight. That you’re just not knowledgeable enough about it and that one-day you’ll be able to explain those things. After all, look how many intelligent thinking people have chosen to be in the ‘truth’, right? I am fascinated now by the concept of cognitive dissonance.
Probably one of the first things that got me questioning as a little kid was thinking about God killing seemingly innocent people in Armageddon and dealing brutally with people in the bible. You see, I can’t stand being aware of others being hurt. I even used to try and save all the worms from the sidewalk after it rains.
Then I started thinking critically about the flood and other things I was taught that science tends to disagree with. As I grew I kept expecting ‘new light’ to reveal that the flood and other biblical stories were mere fables meant to teach lessons.
This is about when I started hearing the odd thing about the earth, the universe, evolution. Evolution seemed ludicrous at first and I felt this pious satisfaction in believing I was smarter than all the scientists because I knew the ‘truth’, despite being completely uneducated on the matter. You know what I mean.
I’ve always been interested in astronomy and cosmology and was drawn to books and documentaries about such things. I started to have a better understanding and appreciation of the theories, and was humbled along the way, but there were many still I had to constantly try and disprove. I successfully staved off believing in evolution and somewhat succeeded in making the creation account in Genesis work for me despite apparent errors, until in high school when I enrolled in biology (by choice). It was then I started seeing the evidence and the logic, not to mention the beauty of how the world works. I accepted microevolution but could not accept macroevolution, as this would defy what the bible said.
During all this there was allot of pressure from the elders in my hall for me to get baptized. I didn’t want to until I had proven to myself fully that it was the truth, but gave into the pressure and judgment of others. So when I was just about to turn 17 I got baptized. I figured that it must be the truth, and that I would fully prove it to myself one day. At the time I felt pretty good, and I really did believe despite the doubts. I wanted to.
The next thing to do was pioneer. I auxiliaried a whole bunch and became more comfortable at the door, but I never had the desire to pioneer full time. I didn’t believe I was good enough for such a weighty responsibility. I mean these are peoples lives…I didn’t want ME to be their only chance. I prayed for the desire and skill, and kept working at it, but it never really came. After graduating I wasn’t ready to pioneer and had no freaking clue what I was supposed to do. I had worked through school doing a trade, and I knew that it was not something I wanted to continue. In fact, I didn’t want to be in the trades at all. What I wanted was to be able to think and create and explore…get into the film industry or a scientific field or pursue my art. Experience beautiful things...travel…fall in love. But these are mostly worldly goals, right? So I dismissed these things as unrealistic and unattainable. Maybe one day I’d get to work in the art or film department at bethel. Cool.
So I started working at a warehouse for a well-known shipping company. The job was really terrible (EARLY in the morning…sorting HEAVY packages…5 days a week… pitiful money) but the people I worked with were pretty awesome. I’ve always considered the vast majority of ‘worldly’ people to be good. But, for the first time ever, I refrained from revealing to anyone I was a witness, and with much guilt I even hung out with coworkers on a couple occasions. Heck they got me a cake on my birthday and stopped work to sing me the song and all that. Whoops, I had some cake.
Around this time my best–friend and role model, a strong pioneer brother with a good reputation, left the country. He lived at home and worked for his dad doing a job he hated to save money to be able to leave for a while. I think people thought he went to serve where the need is greater but I knew he went to do some soul searching. I dropped him off at the airport and he seemed a little frazzled.
After a while I started hearing things from his parents (who I’m also close to..I worked for his dad with him for a number of years ) about him not doing well spiritually, and then that he’s being what they described as “an idiot right now.” Then his dad, who is an elder, approached me after one meeting and asked me if he had tried to talk to me about “certain things” and brainwash me. That he had some very “weird ideas”. I said no he hadn’t talked to me about any of that, which was the truth. Then his dad said not to talk with him at all, to cut association, that his son is dangerous. This left me puzzled and actually drove me to send my friend an email, urging him to disclose what was going on. After a couple days I got a long email explaining very tactfully that basically he was now an atheist.
We continued to talk about stuff over the next few months…about things that I never thought was possible to talk or even think about. It was scary and confusing. I started doing allot of unrestrained research, and read allot too, including C.O.C., Captives of a Concept, Greatest Show on Earth, The Bible Unearthed, etc. etc. etc. Still working my way through. I can’t tell you how freaky it is to pickup an ‘apostate’ book or go to an ‘apostate’ website because deep down, you know you will learn the truth about the truth, and that what you learn cannot be unlearned, and there’s a real prominent sense of doom. Like a massive storm is forming above you.
Now, I’ve always struggled with depression, but the can of worms I was opening really screwed me up. Outside appearances were relatively normal, but inside I was a mess. I was already questioning what direction I should take my life, and now I was more confused than ever. I decided I didn’t want to work in the warehouse for the rest of my life, that I had to do SOMETHING and I knew that it wasn’t pioneering…so I applied for college, and got in. Lots of people were obviously disappointed to learn I was going to college…. especially the course I was taking. They’d say stuff like “Um…interesting. Is it full-time? Oh it is? How many hours is that a week? Hmm. How long? 2 years? Wow that’s a LONG time. Are there many jobs after??? ” In other words… “you should become a plumber or a cleaner or a carpenter and focus on what is important. Don’t waste your time.”
Soon I learned my buddy was coming home after being away for over 6 months. There were couple local needs parts around this time that were about reporting any wrongdoings of our brothers to the elders, even if it didn’t seem like a big deal thing, and of course the many dangers of apostates.
A couple days before my friend was to arrive home it was announced that he was no longer one of Jehovah’s Witnesses. After that meeting the Coordinator (presiding overseer) and another elder took me into the back room to tell me how dangerous my friend was. I guess he had written a letter to the branch. I asked if any of them had read it. They said no. But they did say that he was poison, that he would not be allowed in the hall, that he was going to die in Armageddon, and that I should not ever have any contact whether it be in person or through text, email…etc. I just nodded.
I told my friend that I would pick him up from the airport that Friday. Holy crap I was scared. When I picked him up I was so afraid someone was going to see us together, even though we’re in a big city. Thing is, when you’re a witness, especially a young one, there are tons of other witnesses that kind of knows who you are and would recognize you, even if you’ve never met them. I was also afraid of how ‘apostate’ he’d be. But he was exactly the same…we talked about the many stories and adventures he had had during his trip and joked and laughed and I felt relieved that he wasn’t trying to poison me. But still, it was obvious he was having a very difficult time with everything that was happening to him and I was really sorry for how he was being viewed and treated, simply for not believing.
I helped him out with some stuff since he didn’t have a vehicle or anything, and his parents wanted nothing to do with him and would not have him in. I felt guilty and had to keep telling myself that there is nothing wrong with helping out a friend. I continued having regular contact and we have hung out often ever since he found a place to stay (in secret of course). He has since gone back to school to further his education at university.
I’ve been really busy with college. No one there knows I’m a witness and I’ve tried to avoid as many parties and that kinda stuff as possible. Just because it feels so weird. I'm an outsider. The few gatherings I’ve gone to have left me feeling guilty even though I haven’t really engaged in any ‘brazzen conduct’. Heck, I even participated in a secret Santa with my class. When I was secretly wrapping the gift in my room, I realized how ridiculous it was to feel so guilty for giving a friend of mine a gift. My present came in a big red gift bag with a picture Santa Claus himself acting all jolly and whatnot. Inside was a big red Santa hat with large antlers and loud bells. Everyone wanted me to put it on, so I did, and everyone starts taking pictures. There was a tree in the room too so everyone gathered around it for a group photo. There I was with my obnoxious hat standing in front of a freaking Christmas tree with all these ‘pagans’. Those pictures would be pretty incriminating in the wrong hands haha. I thought the situation I was in was pretty hilarious and got a kick out of it, but a small part of me wanted to die.
During my winter break I’ve had time to be away from all the ‘worldly influences’ as it were, and have me some ol ‘good association’…. with my friends who are witnesses. I value my friendship with these ones very very much. I love my friends so much and think they are great people. Some witnesses I spend time with would be considered by some as ‘bad association’ still, and it saddens me to think that perhaps once I would have viewed some as ‘weak’. I’m very lucky to be surrounded with such great people. Even if they don’t feel the same way I do, I love these people. I say that because I think so highly of others, but I’m extremely self-deprecating and have a hard time imagining that anyone enjoys my company, despite liking me. Sometimes this really gets me down and I don’t know what to do about it, I know it must mostly be in my head. I’ve resorted to drinking every once in a while just because I’ve needed to escape my feelings and it seems like the only tangible thing that works (currently). It’s not serious; I know lots of kids my age who regularly test the boundaries of alcohol poisoning every weekend. But still, I don’t like the idea of using alcohol to feel better when I’m down. And I mean way down. I know that it can be a slippery slope so I’m careful.
I’ve been decently busy in service this month with some people my age. That really makes it easier: working in service with your friends. Its something I haven’t’ had in a while seeing as how most of my buddies I grew up with that motivated me to go in service are either in bethel or married or –ahem – apostate. My hours have really been down the past 6 months and I no longer operate the sound console, set up and handle the mics, work in the magazine department, or give prayers at meetings. Oh well. I’ve been talked to by worried elders and have been urged to increase my hours. So, since no longer being busy with school during Christmas break, I’ve been more active in the door-to-door game. Which is kind of weird to do considering the past year and the stuff that’s been going through my head. Maybe it was because I made arrangements with a really amazing sister from another hall that I am good friends with (she is my age, and…single…) and worked all day long a couple times. Its weird how everything just kind of comes back to you…if you're mentally 'out' but go through the motions again. I actually found service easier since I felt less pressure to save someone’s life. I’ve been out a few times since and placed a decent amount, while being extremely careful not to be pushy or preachy or doctrinal, and respecting everyone’s time and thoughts. At the same time I’ve spent more time with a few certain someones I really “appreciate” (for lack of a better word). C’mon, I’m 20. Makes me think of that corny radio song “She’s so high” from the 90s. Jeez.
If you’re still with me thanks allot. This is getting way longer than I’d planned. But here’s kind of the main point I’m trying to get at, after all the back-story:
This past week I realized something. I’ve experienced moments where I’ve felt happier then I have in a long time. Not because of what I've been doing, but because of who I've been with. One thing that I keep hearing from witnesses is this: “Even if it’s not the truth, it’s a good life to live,” and “there isn’t anything else in the world,” and “I’d rather have something to hope in than nothing at all.” You’ve head all this. One guy my age I’ve become friends with and I respect allot said that he left for a while, lived a ‘worldly life’ and did allot of ‘bad’ things. But he came back because he felt it was all vanity, and because from what I can deduce he was very alone. He even told me that he had struggled with doubts, but again, he decided that even if it wasn’t the truth there wasn’t anywhere else for him. Is he right? It seems to be a common trend among ones who come back, to do so for people and relationships. Or for ones to stay.
I would die if I lost the people I loved. They are really the only reason I care at all to be alive. I wouldn’t blame this feeling entirely on the situation I find myself in, although it doesn’t help. I’ve just had a really difficult time with depression and self-loathing my whole life, and it seems to get worse the older I get. But don’t worry, I’m not suicidal, I just find myself obsessed with thinking deeply about it - even if I believe I wouldn’t ever do it. It’s comforting for some reason to think about suicide, but then I think of how alone I’d be if I was dead…forever…and how I would hurt the people I love – the very things that keep me from leaving the organization. So here I am, 20, in this strange kind of limbo, trying to figure out what the hell kind of life I should live. It’s pretty pathetic for an idealist like myself.
I feel an extreme disconnection from everyone, I always have…I get stuck in my own crammed head and can’t break out. But it’s getting worse the more I separate my mind from the ‘truth’. I don’t fit in with the world, and I don’t fit in with witnesses. I get so pissed off with myself and feel like I’m on the edge of a mental breakdown or something and no one has the slightest clue. I need to do something or I won’t make it at all.
I live at home and I’m not in a position to move out unfortunately. Even if I was it’s complicated because I feel I need to be here for my mom. Hurting her would destroy me the most. So pretty much, I feel like I should just try and be the best witness I can be, even if I don’t believe in it. There are lots of places I’m finding answers, and that’s great. I still want to know and understand truth, and will continue to search and discover what it is as objectively as possible. But more importantly, I want to be HAPPY. If there are people IN that help me be happier…I think that’s something to seriously consider. I just don’t know. I don’t know if it’s possible to pretend. I keep thinking about a book I read a couple months ago, you may have heard of it: 1984…one of the best books I’ve ever read. Amazingly relatable.
Sorry again for the length, but this was a LONG time coming now. I want to be clear on something though: I’m not mad at the organization/cult/…. whatever you’d like to call it. I’m mad at myself for not being able to just get with life, and for caring so much for people who probably don’t give two sh!ts about me.
If anyone reads any of this, I don’t want the thread to be an "is it the truth is it a lie” thing. Rather, are any of you staying in, even if you don’t believe? Why? How do you feel about your life? Is it worth all the silent pain? What, if anything, would you do different? If you’ve left, how much does it still hurt? Do I need a lobotomy? What's a good job? Could a bird be tickled by a feather???
Sorry, I feel really self-absorbed posting all this, even though it’s the short version. Thanks so much everyone, and I wish you all the absolute best in the coming years. Wow it's really tough to press submit. Ok here goes....