I’m a 23 year old mother of two boys. I was raised as a Jehovah’s Witness: Five meetings a week, breakfast bible study, tea bible study, family bible study, weekends spent knocking doors and hours of preparation for the meetings were a normality for me. The amount of daily time we spent “studying the bible” through the Watchtower literature, I can only compare to nuns at a convent.
My father was an “Elder” which meant we rarely saw our dad—let alone spent fun time with him. He would come home from work and eat his meal with us. Then, he’d disappear off to his room to do, yet more religious study and preparation for meetings he would be leading. He rarely did anything in the house for my mother or us.
When I started school, my eyes saw happy, loved children with happy loving parents. It was so opposite to my life. The children would laugh when I said my prayers. They cried and screamed when I told them that they would soon die at Armageddon because they worshipped Satan. (I caused a few problems for my parents for telling that Jehovah’s Witness belief at school.) As a child, my prepared speeches were designed to simulate knocking on the doors of adults, not the doors of 5 to 9 year olds. Some of my teachers were afraid of me because they believed that I as well as my parents was “possessed” by some kind of evil power. Slowly, I learned to be different at school, to hide my family and lifestyle, and slowly, the bullying from my classmates faded. Continue reading “Shereen – Ex-Jehovah’s Witness”