Have you ever been so dam hurt from the things done to you in the so called Gods organization that you wanted to just set down cry your guts out?
I will list a few reasons but basically I feel that my reality has been denied to me as a young man growing up as a JW.
I was not taught to love God, but have excrement scared out of me if I did not do what they said, I too had an over bearing father who seemed to fit right in with JW's mind set. I can still hear him now God rest his soul, he would say every morning if he happen to hear Garner Ted Armstrong, Honey listen they are robbing from the Lords table. Weird the only vacations I remember having was going to boring assembles circuit and district ones, and I had to go and help in the cafeteria scraping all those filthy dirty food trays into a large fifty gallon trash can to the point of over flowing. To make matters worse I had to see a few friends I made have their socks beat off them for not wanting to work for nothing, heavens sake you could not even get a free donut, though I would snatch an occasional chocolate milk. I remember going to Dodger stadium for district convention, and seeing enchiladas be moved through a crowd of about sixty to eighty thousand people nothing covering it flies blowing it setting in the hot sun, and cheese burgers getting the same treatment. The high light of that assembly was eating in a large tent and having some jackass keep telling everyone to hurry and eat we have many hungry brothers and sisters who are so hungry, man that makes you want to digest your food.
Anyone else out there been stumbled like me, I am laughing but serious, feel free to continue this travesty upon a young man who is now an old fool.
THE END, Shane
