Oh the fury.
I was baptized at 13 or 14 -- its VERY funny that I can't remember exactly. Actually, maybe I was fifteen by then. Who knows.
There was a clique of young sisters that were in the same grade that were pretty much in a race to get to the baptism pool before any of the others; literally 'last one in's a rotten egg.' I was the only one who didn't have an 'elder' as a father, much less a father in the truth.
Like others mentioned, if I can't drive, marry or enter the military until 18, how am I able to make a LIFE ALTERING decision, one that will deem me unfit to talk to or associate with if I don't fully understand the consequences of my actions?
Yet they allow it, and it's what has happened to me. The other 50% of my decision was made because I wanted to please my mother. She's a single mother in the 'truth' and I knew she'd be happy if I got baptized (considering my older and younger brother were too smart to get wrapped up in it).
Sickening, it really is. Isn't there a way to SUE for mental anguish or something? I'm dead serious. Do they tell these minors that if they should simply decide (or rather THINK, God forbid, pun not intended) it is no longer the life they want to lead that they will not be able to SPEAK to those members of their family in the 'truth'? Of course not.
Sick.