Hey COMF,
Are you referring to m2u's account? He posted it on H20 also, along with his childhood account. Are you saying that he and it are frauds? Care to back that up? In his time on our board and at H20, I never read of anyone challenging his authenticity - is it something I've missed? If so, please present evidence?
I remember his posting it. He's a strange man - in a major university now, according to him. I've never seen him challenged, so I've taken his word for it.
The reason I posted it was because of the use of the phrase "Worst child abuse." There's all kinds of abuses of a child, hard to define the term "worst." Along with intimidation & humiliation at school and home - there is the physical abuse. The mental abuse of seeing your friends' harmed. All in the name God.
Ok, if you question the physical, mental abuse of m2u & his friends in a foreign country, how about me and Indiana?
Sorry to bring me & my beloved dad into this - but when I started studying with the jw's, I was 18, single, still living at home. My boyfriend at the time had been raised a jw by his grandparents (who received him from his dyke mother who just couldn't live as a jw and still wear a sock in her pants and wear a butch haircut). Anyhow, my dad didn't think much of my boyfriend, his dyke mother, my new found religion - nor of me going against his authority in his own house.
Due to having a problem with my use of memory, sometimes I would wake up in the morning with the strangest happenings on my body. Bruises & whipping slashes that didn't hurt - had no idea where they came from. I'd just cover them up till they disappeared. Thus, one morning, I woke up and saw my left leg was covered with long slash-like bruises from my knee to my waist, all on the side. Looked like someone had spilt blue ink on my thigh. Didn't hurt, had no idea where they came from. Another thing to hide and not think about, which is what I did.
Decades later, I finally began to think about some things and I told my therepist about waking up to the incredible bruises. She asked if my dad ever beat me. No, just spanked us kids with his 2 inch wide belt after he made us strip down to our panties or less. Oh, and the buckle, if we really needed it. That was his favorite threat. My perception of a spanking differed from her perception of a beating.
Anyway, no big deal, but after going home, I remembered how the bruises, this time, originated. When no one else was home, my dad had me strip down and then beat me while I curled up on the floor with his favorite belt where the bruises couldn't be seen by anyone else. My crime? My jw boyfriend and learning about something he disapproved of.
When m2u posted both of his accounts, I could relate immediately, and posted back to him. And I know by some of the e-mails I receive, there are others like us - the ones who were beaten because we happened to be raised by jw's or had the audacity to learn about the jw's.
It's not really the jw's fault, imho. It's the beater's fault. Any excuse will do if so inclined.
As for m2u, if you question his accounts, guess you'll have to take it up with him if he comes back to the board this year during his summer break from the university.
Don't mean to shock any of the persons on this board about speaking of such "unpleasantness". But this thread is about jw's, about children, about bad memories, and child abuse and my father were brought up - and not by me. And there are more people here that have similiar backgrounds like myself, I know - we've e-mailed.
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