I was one of Jehovah’s Witnesses for over 30 years, serving as a pioneer for several years. I was a true believer and wanted nothing more than to make Jehovah’s heart happy. Then I found out about the child sexual abuse in the organization and that nothing was being done to protect the children. After that, I began to see the cracks in doctrine, especially once the understanding about “generation” was changed to head off the controversy that would arise when we reached the end of the 20th century without seeing Armageddon.
I was married to an elder who believed that the organization troubles were a sign that Jesus Christ would take steps to change things. That reasoning didn’t work for me. I found I could no longer support an organization that concealed child sexual abuse behind a cloak of respectability.
I diassociated myself in 2004 and left my husband at the same time. It was a struggle to reprogram my mind after years of mind-control tactics, but I’ve finally come out into the spiritual sunshine.
It is my hope that everyone who reads this blog will find humor in the silliness of life as one of Jehovah’s Witnesses.