I think its wonderful that there are so many who chose to tell their story here. Some are very similar, some very different, but no matter what the story is that is told one fact remains; lives will forever be changed, and must be lived.
I'm no different than any other df'd Jdub. I was baptized at 15, quit public school and started regular pioneering. Married at 18, baby by 21, second by 24. I was sure the "end" was coming.
We all have that "pivotal" point where we decide this "isnt" the 'truth' and begin the painful decent into "worldliness". My pivotal point lasted about 3 years.
My mother brought me before the elders when I was 23 (already married for 5 years), accusing me of "disrespecting" her. She believed I should raise my daughter her mentally deranged way, with no regard to my motherhood talent. In front of *God*, the elders, my Dad, and my husband, she openly ranted that she should have gone in for that second abortion, or given me up for adoption instead of one of my brothers. (Thanks for the love, mother)
Soon after this, my husband began his nightly log-in on the internet, and I could hear him enjoying his conversations....guess the limited type of sex the org lets you have wasnt enough for him, so he needed the online kind...
I went to the elders, but, alas, this was 1993, and there was no WTBTS stand on internet sex.
In 1994 my youngest brother was killed by a drunk driver. Timmy was on the way out. He enjoyed his girlfriend, and I was happy to see him when he was happy. The elders spent the days following his death telling us that Timmy would probably not be resurrected because he was doing wrong, they just never caught him. He was baptized.
This was the last straw. My husband was turning into the most selfish b@stard on the planet. I would do all the research for his talks, write them up, and he would gripe about content...usually about 1/2 hour before time to leave for the meeting.
As we all know, planning to leave is major planning. I had been a "good" witness girl, uneducated, no marketable skills, and never had a job....spent 4 months homeless living in my car....
Fast forward to the present:
I am now Vice President of a Nationwide Corporation, still disowned by my parents, fighting to see my babies whom I lost in a parentally funded custody battle, but, have a wonderful relationship with my "Sister". Life has handed us some obstacles, but the strength of each other to lean on is what gets us all thru it....
Much Love to all Readers, and much affection to my sister...
~Chrissey~