Right here goes.
I was born in 1979 in Melbourne, Australia. My mother and father met in the Army and had a turbulent relationship. About a year after I was born, my mother decided to leave Dad and went to Brisbane to stay with her brother and sister in law, Ron and Anne. Anne had recently converted to JW and thus my mother had the first taste of JW and studied with them. Soon after, my mother decided to get back together with Dad and we moved back to Melbourne. She then fell pregnant with my sister and shortly after, left Dad for good. We moved to Perth, Western Australia without telling Dad where we were or giving forwarding details. Melbourne to Perth is like moving from NY to LA.
After arriving in Perth, we settled what was, at the time, an isolated county town, (30 years on and the town is now practically part of Perth) and my mother gave birth to my sister. Shortly thereafter, she got doorknocked and being a single mother of 2, not knowing anyone in town, they offered fellowship and direction, so she jumped on board. Soon after she was baptised when I was 5.
She met a man in the congregation and they married when I was 6. The man, suddenly became my stepfather. We hated each other right from the get go. He was/is a paranoid schizophrenic. The abuse on my and my sister started immediately, my physically and my sister sexually. The abuse got worse an worse over the years, I was punched, kicked, hit with the belt buckle part of a belt, physically humiliated, and on several occasions he attempted to drown me, holding my head under water until I passed out and then pulling me out. The physical abuse only stopped when I was 15 and I realised that I was bigger than him so I knocked him to the ground and held my foot on his neck and told him that if it ever happened again I would make sure he didn't wake up. I remember one time, when I was about 12, mum took me to the police station after a particularly brutal abuse session but the elders made us withdraw our complaint.
I was baptised when I was 14 and got "privileges" at the KH, handling the microphones. working the magazine counter. I pioneered during school holidays. After I left school I moved to serve where the need was greater and pioneered until I could no longer financially support myself and I moved back to Perth to get a job. My mother warmed me against getting a job as that "can only lead to apostasy."
Then when I was 20, my stepfather got disfellowshipped. No one would tell me why but I insisted and mother told me what happened to my sister. It turns out she knew all this time, and she also knew what had happened to me. What is worse was that the elders knew and sis nothing. It was at that point I stopped going to the meeting as I immediately hated what the elders knew and did nothing about. About a year later I was DF'd for immorality. I wanted out so DFing was a good thing.
Since then, my life was gone up and down, I took to drinking, drugs, immorality, you name it. In 2004, I was in an on off relationship with a girl and she fell pregnant. At that point, I decided to clean up my life as I could not be a good father the way I was. The relationship with her did not continue, but we are still good friends. In 2006 I located my dad (he is not a JW). I have since married and now have 2 more children, great job and an excellent life. One of my sisters has also left the borg. My mother will not speak to me though because I am df'd and she has not seen my kids.
Well thats about it, thank you so much for taking the time to read my story!