Never. I've gotten a tingly feeling in my elbow when I've hit my funny bone, but not in my head.
I have heard of this, though, and it is kind of interesting.
i stumbled across something the other day that made me sit up because it seemed to perfectly describe a feeling i experience from time to time that apparently isn't uncommon.. it's called autonomous sensory meridian response or "asmr" and is a kind of tingly feeling on/in your head.
you can read about it here:.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/autonomous_sensory_meridian_response.
Never. I've gotten a tingly feeling in my elbow when I've hit my funny bone, but not in my head.
I have heard of this, though, and it is kind of interesting.
had a thought about the memorial observance that is held at the kingdumb hall every year.
there are a few youtube videos of people partaking of the bread and the wine and then making some grand speech before being escorted off the premises.
instead of that, has anyone tried getting a group of buddies together and when receiving the bread or the wine, just eat or drink it all?
Yes, people watch to see who is partaking. They're fairly obvious about it, too.
Fodder for later gossip sessions.
i began my exit from the jehovah’s witness organization about 5 years.
i was a 4th generation born-in, with all the baggage that comes with having the “spiritual heritage” attached to the group.
i was an elder/bethelite/pioneer/whatever other useless privilege there was, i had no family or friends outside of the organization… my entire life was that org.
This is a great story, and I'm glad you shared this with us.
What a gift that was. Your father finally told the truth that must've been weighing on him for a long time.
Sometimes the best we Exes can do is be a soft place to fall for others who are willing to be honest and need to unburden themselves.
throughout this process since my wife and i disassociated just over a year ago i've been pretty positive.
focusing on my new life, new friends, having fun, and living a good life.
it's been great.
That's funny. My husband also tricks the kids with a bowl full of broccoli. He says, "Take as much as you want!"
Then he pulls out the candy dish. Such relief on their little faces.
He also hands out miniature chocolate bottles of liqueur to the parents.
Our house is pretty popular.
i just dropped my daughter off to her mum at her parents house.
it was 12pm and i knew they meet for feild service there but my ex and i assumed they would still be out knocking on doors.
i pull up in the street and there's quite a few cars parked up and the house was backed with jdubs from my old congregation.
Only the power of Cognitive Dissonance could convince someone that your acting like a normal parent exchanging custody with the other parent is done to "make them feel awkward."
could the religion have survived?.
i know it was never forbidden, but i remember growing up, how we were encouraged to put it off until the new system, and instead focus on a career in the full time service.. can you imagine if every young jw had chosen to follow that counsel?
it's difficult to imagine the religion being sustainable without the next generation of born-ins..
That sentiment was still really strong in the late '80s. Two of my closest friends growing up never had children and are past 40 now.
I think the religion might currently be larger in the absence of that rhetoric.
throughout this process since my wife and i disassociated just over a year ago i've been pretty positive.
focusing on my new life, new friends, having fun, and living a good life.
it's been great.
If you don't feel comfortable with dressing up for Halloween, then don't do it.
Be the cool guy that answers the door when trick-or-treaters show up and hands out the candy.
Just watching their faces and allowing them to show offf their costumes is priceless!
i met up with many friends of 50-60 years over the last week.
these were friends from the neighborhood, school, and kh.
i renewed some really special attachments.
Stitch-witchery. Hmm. Sounds like a Watchtower offense, or maybe an offence. Or maybe D-FENCE 'cause that is how you win football games, you know, the ones where you pass and carry the football into the endzone. No? Oh, you mean the game where you kick the ball down the field into the opposing team's goal and where head shots are cool? No? Well, then, I don't even know what I no anymo.
Ambien posting. I won't even remember this in the a.m.
i met up with many friends of 50-60 years over the last week.
these were friends from the neighborhood, school, and kh.
i renewed some really special attachments.
Of course it's called a Stitch Witch; it's Octobre!
i met up with many friends of 50-60 years over the last week.
these were friends from the neighborhood, school, and kh.
i renewed some really special attachments.
Don't be mislead; be misled.