When i was in grade school, i was one of the outcasts that was a bully magnet. There were 3 of us, so we stuck together. One was JW, one was Pentecostal, and me, the heathen. This was way back in the 1950s. I was a secret heathen, because in the tiny Midwestern farm town, you dare not be a non believer. My JW friend took her witnessing very seriously, and talked non stop about Armageddon, and how sad she was that I would be burning in hell. She was extremely descriptive of everything in Revelations, and I must admit, it scared little 7 or 8 year old me, but I still didn't buy it.

My mother became a JW when I was 8. Hook, line, and sinker.I was forced to go along until rebelling at around 10-11. After that, I was basically dead to her.

I love the opening riff to Sweet Leaf, so heavy!

My brother's family was torn apart when his wife out of the blue "found JW". She started dragging their 2 kids to kingdom hall and bible studies. Needless to say, they're divorced now and it sure affected the relationships between the children/parents.

Dad became a JW when I was about 9. I joined/got baptized in 1996 and woke up in 2010. I was a MS at the time.

JWs, no, but my family are fanatic Christians.

Even in a crowd, we are alone, but we need not feel lonely. Wanting a mate makes us feel lonely even if we are sitting next to our best friend chatting.

I have had conversations with a few JWS. i promised to attend one of their events, but never went. Very odd beliefs.

You need to read back your post. I'm not sure that there is a single cohesive sentence in it.

Say what?

Raised til i stopped going around 13.