The final weird.
I've been reading a lot about our Society. And the comments have been made that there are probably reasons why some of us gravitate towards such a religious organization.
Myself? Like you, I was raised a Catholic. Like you, my mother worked. However, my father worked nights, so he babysat for his 3 kids during the day. Save money and all that. I was his favorite, and he was mine. Professionals write that if child abuse is suspected in a family - look to the child that is the suspected molester's favorite - that child is trying to placate the molester. And keep him happy so she can live another day.
When my mind started tumbling open with this gawd-awful scenes of perverted sex and death, well, those were hard years. My best advice to anyone, however, is NEVER GO TO A THEREPIST WHO IS THE SAME FRIGGIN' RELIGION YOU ARE!!! There are just too many boundries that get tied up together. As the old joke goes, "Remember, the court appointed physiatrist is NOT your friend." The person you expose your mind to is going to have quite a bit of power over you, depending upon your mental health. Sister Virginia........, who was of Ventura, CA,and then Boca Raton, FL, used her therepist and religious standing to try to totally control me. Cost me $15,000 in a few short months to break away from her. She had her own issues - and imposed them upon me. She was dead wrong.
After two years of no therepy and furious, I finally heard a lecture by a worldly therepist and made an appointment with her. What you would think would happen to old hippies when they become middle class is the best description of Jemmee Stewart of Columbia, SC. She was great. She did not judge me, did not condenscend to me, allowed me freedom of many thoughts and topics -and if I said I didn't want to talk about it, we didn't. It was lovely and I gladly paid someone to listen to me. We parted ways because she didn't feel I needed her anymore - my mind was able to comfort itself. No small feat, thank you.
Back to gravitating to this type of religious system. At 18, I found out that there was no Hell. JW's had my undivided attention, because the guilt in the back of my mind was tremendous and I KNEW I was going to Hell, I just didn't remember why.
I was also looking for new parents as I really didn't like mine. Go figure. The sister who studied with me was a fine, calm woman. She gave me emotional shelter.
Security and the strong, simply explained teachings from the Truth book versus the Sacred Mysteries of the Catholic Church. Not much contest there.
My father beat me ferociously for studying with the Witnesses. Don't get me wrong - he would have beat me for doing anything that wasn't his will.
Which brings me to my final point, perhaps I just traded one authoritarian family for another. After all, the Watchtower family is willing to stop my family and friends from ever talking to me again if I leave, and that would surely hurt.
Doesn't seem quite fair, does it?