I am 23, I got baptized at 15. I am married and my husband is a ministerial servant. i'm so scared im going to lose him and I don't know what to do. i'm feeling so overwhelmed. I've been shoving this feeling down for a year now and just finally looked at some websites outside of JW.ORG. I have been terrified of looking at "apostate" websites my whole life but now that I've started it's all making sense to me . that I don't believe in this religion at all or agree with all of the rules and hypocrisy. I can't stop crying because i'm so scared i'm going to lose everything. we are so close to my husbands family we would lose all of them all of our friends.I brought up to my husband two weeks ago that i've been having some doubts and he was very supportive and understanding but I didn't open up to him about how extreme my doubts and beliefs have become because I was scared to lose him. I just feel so lost.

So a few years ago, I was at a JW baby shower for a friend and one of the sisters there who apparently wasn't raised JW, was talking about how she liked JW showers more than 'worldly showers.'

She talked about how at one worldly shower they played a game where they had to cover a girl with toilet paper, wrapping it around her like a dress...(oh the horror..😱)

And so now she was so glad to be going to a JW shower where such awful things are not done.

At this shower, I left a little early because I have young kids I was still nursing.

So after the shower, they posted pics...and guess what game they played after I left?!

The toilet paper game! 🧻🧻🧻

It made my pimo day.

And while I still don't understand her thinking as to why it was 'worldly,' I hope it planted a seed in her mind. Maybe since she wasn't raised in it she'll wake up.

I never expected to say this. My father has been an elder for MANY years. The foundation of his and my mother's lives is the organization. He is the last person ON EARTH I would expect to doubt anything about the JWs.

I've been PIMO for a good few years now, I'm 20 years old.

Today, coming back from a meeting, I heard my father and mother talking about something.

It was about a prophecy. Today there was a speech about one.

In short, sometime between 2017 and 2018, there was an episode of the JW Broadcasting in which they talked about the prophecy of the anointed. Who knows if that video is still available. I doubt it.

They stated in no uncertain terms that the current generation of anointed (the generation with the average age of the oldest GB members, 70 - 80 years old) was the last before Armageddon. They WOULD LIVE to see Armageddon begin to unfold. They said it clearly and my father memorized it. At the time, everyone around here memorized it.

Well, let's go back to today, 2025, and, in a conversation about a "crazy brother who thinks he's anointed," he and my mother start talking about whether there IS a new generation of anointed ones. My father said that obviously there won't be one, the last anointed ones are already old. My mother comments on an adjustment, that this was "explained again," in short, the same old story. I didn't even know they had patched up this part of the belief.

And that's where what scared me comes in: my father said the following words:

• "Did you understand what they said? I felt... that there was a lack of foundation, I didn't quite understand what the basis for the teaching was. It seemed a bit like an attempt to justify a vision..."

I swear it was scary to hear that from him.

My mother, as expected, said promptly:

• "I understood everything. I understood and comprehended. I think you understood but didn't comprehend."

• "No, I understood... it just didn't go down well with me."

"It didn't go down well with me," in my father's dictionary, means 1) "it didn't convince me," 2) "it took a little toll in me" . Knowing him, I 100% believe it was the second option.

Anyway. Honestly, I don't know if it would be good for him to wake up, that's the question. He has an ENTIRE life based on this, it's everything for him and my mother. He doesn't have anyone out there, and much less much "purpose" out there, either. Anyway, everyone here knows what clicking is like.

Just sharing this story. I still find it surreal to have heard this from my father. Don't think it'll be much of a twist on anything. But yeah, even the most fervent ones can doubt.

So my husband and I are fading. I’ve always dressed alternative (but in a “modest” way) but now that we’re fading I’ve leaned more into dressing how I actually want.

My husband on the other hand was always the typical JW guy on the outside.

So, the rumor that they’re spreading is I led him astray and now we’re getting divorced 💀

It’s actually HILARIOUS. We joke about it all the time and I’m thinking of throwing a “divorce party” and posting pictures of it just to fuel the rumor mill.

Now I’m curious. What lie did they spread about you when you started fading? I realize JWs have to start some sort of rumor to make themselves feel better.

So my dad (stepdad but he raised me since I was 2) died last week. I found out from a Fb message. The message came from a woman whose husband was an elder for decades but they both faded out 10-15 years ago. Because they faded, and don’t post controversial stuff, most of the local JWs still are fb friends with them. Anyway, she messaged me offering condolences. Of course, I didn’t even know.

Come to find out, he’s been on hospice and my family has known he was dying for a year (ALS).

My mother and brother still haven’t told me and still assume I do not know. When my daughter messaged my mother asking about a funeral, her response was only “How did you find out?”

I was able to find the obit online so my husband called the funeral home. No funeral. Just a direct cremation and “contact the family” for any details past that. Weirdly, I was mentioned in the obit as his daughter and even my “worldly” husband was mentioned. I didn’t expect that at all. No mention of my kids (the only grandkids) who he and my mother have shunned since I left in 2010 despite being very close to them up to that point.

Idk why I’m even posting. I knew this would happen and I knew it would go down just like it has. My brother has no motivation for telling me because he’s been made the sole heir (despite being childless) and he and his (2nd) wife LOVE that. He won’t tell me when my mother dies, I’m sure. However, his health is fragile and he may actually go before her. Time will tell.

My sin? Leaving the cult and being a born again Christian who loves Christmas and birthday parties and lets my kids play sports and cheer and go to prom. Oh and my worst infraction? I refer to the cult as a cult. My parents have taken personal offense to that from day one.

Growing up and until that day in June 2010 that I drove away, my mother always said I’d be the one to take care of her and my dad because my brother was “worthless” (her words). But if you play the Orgs games and live a double life and be a classA hypocrite, your worth with these people skyrocket. I refused to play their game. I walked away with my head held high and exposed the grift of their real estate conglomerate masquerading as a pseudo-religion but it was met with denial and disdain (even though I naively believed my dad would appreciate what I uncovered).

Oh well. He’s dead now. And you know what? Whether or not anyone agrees, I’m confident that he now knows I was right all along.

Was talking to an elder and he said that and I asked why. I wanted to be sure. And he said because he thought this system would end before then.

The end is always near they say lol smh.

Org to benefit themselves here is the proof.

How dare you use what we taught you to make a living. Remember the video about brothers using languages they learned in the organization for translation work and then they abruptly closed a slew of foreign language congregations around the world? Or brothers who apply what they have learned while working on construction sites to their secular jobs

On the other hand, when JW are recruited with prior education and skills, they must use those skills to benefit the organization.

F**king hypocrites!

Thinking back, I used to hear that line a lot. Every year, it was part of the buildup: “This could be the last one. Make it count.”

But this year? I haven’t heard a single person say it—not even a whisper or subtle implication. Maybe it’s been this way since meetings came back in person after COVID, but I’m only now realizing this particular tactic is waning.

The only thing I have heard is: “I should go out in service since it’s the Memorial.”

The tone feels totally different. That constant cycle of hyping it up, ignoring the letdown, and repeating the process—it’s like people are finally getting tired of it. Seems like after COVID, there’s a lot less tolerance for fake hype.

I've been POMO (df) for 2 years, with PIMI wife. Shocking she'd share my contact info but that's for another discussion.

Marking is now something that JWs do to each other directly based on personal experience. The old lite was for the elders to do the marking from the platform.

99.9% of all JWs I know cut off contact when I stopped JW activity. Many have treated me like shit and have been complete assholes to me.

So, they are all marked now. They are people I choose not to be around.

Hey all, I woke up and have been PIMO since a few months ago. I'm old enough to move out but still living at home until I know I'll be safe on the outside.

About an hour ago, I woke up to my mom holding my phone, asking why I was watching an apostate video. (I couldn't really deny this, it was called The Consequenses of leaving JW). She took my phone downstairs to show my Dad, I followed after, my heart racing. All my fears of what would happen when I told them were brought forward into this moment.

This was completely out of the blue for them, I've not mentioned any doubts or anything to them and have been a good little JW boy. They asked why I was watching these and I just cried. Mom hugged me and I was shaking.

I somehow dealt with the conversation saying I was just wanting to reassure my faith in the bible, I didn't have anything against the Borg, they said everyone has questions sometimes. The solution is now for us to do more studying together, and they'll get me to say prayers more often. I'm glad because this could have gone a lot worse, but I don't know how long I can keep it up. It's hard not to be able to talk to anyone honestly, I feel like I have to put on a persona in my own house. I feel for anyone else in this situation. Can't wait for the assembly tomorrow :( Thank you for letting me vent.

My response: Why not, if they can be baptized.

I wonder how the plebs would take it if minors started partaking of the old Vino.

Not only that, most of them would definitely be “virgins.”

EDIT: Damn! I should have put anointed in quotes, because it’s meant in the JW sense, not in a Christian or even Biblical sense. I guess I should have worded this question: According to the Jehovah’s Witnesses and The Watch Tower Bible and Tract Society, can minors be “anointed.”

Someone, already offered a few examples, so I guess it does happen. I’ve yet to hear how the plebs have taken it.

Hey everyone, I’m PIMO, born-in, and 16 years old.

In my Spanish-speaking congregation, I’ve always been one of the more respected teenagers. I’m active, mostly because my mom pushes me to be. I’m used to reading the Bible, giving discussions—because, honestly, it’s something I can do pretty easily. I’ve always been into history and reading since I was a kid.

For a while, I felt pressured to get baptized. I was supposed to do it at the circuit assembly in February. But I’ve had doubts for a long time. Those doubts became harder to ignore when I started reading JW Facts—and honestly, that changed everything for me. It answered a lot of things I had been questioning for a long time. I couldn’t believe I’d been in this for my whole life.

So I told my mom about the Governing Body’s false prophecies and the CSA stuff that goes on behind the scenes. She lost it—she cried for hours and called me an apostate. I felt guilty as hell and promised I wouldn’t look at “those websites” again.

Around the same time, I met a girl (F17) I’d had a crush on for a while. I finally got the courage to talk to her, and we started dating. She knows I’m a JW, she knows I’m struggling with doubts, and she’s super understanding. She’s been really supportive through all this.

Then winter break hit. That’s when things started falling apart.

I wanted to hang out with her, but I couldn’t tell my mom the truth. Since she’s “worldly,” I told my mom I was going out with friends instead. She was skeptical, but since she knew one of my friends, she let me go.

So, I asked my friend to come with me just to make it easier for my mom. I also didn’t want my girlfriend to pay for an Uber, so I asked my dad (who’s more liberal) if he could give her a ride. He agreed, and everything seemed fine that day.

But a few days later, while I was napping, my mom went through my phone without asking. She found pictures of me and my girlfriend giving each other kisses on the cheek. When I woke up, she asked me, “Did you really only go out with your friends?” I said yes, but I knew something was off. She showed me the pictures and called me a liar. She told me I was a bad son, a disappointment, and cried for hours.

She started packing up my stuff and told me to get out. I’m 16, no job, and still dependent on her for everything—so I just apologized and told her I didn’t follow her advice to break up with my girlfriend.

After that, I told one of the elders I had doubts about 1914 and didn’t feel ready to get baptized. My mom set up a meeting with another elder to “help me.” He said he’d been staying up late every night to answer my questions. I was kind of intimidated. But when I met with him, he didn’t answer my questions about 607. He just told me to read an appendix. I’d already read it. So, not only did he fail to address my doubts, he confirmed a lot of what I was thinking.

From that day, everything felt different. My mom didn’t trust me anymore. She’d insult my girlfriend, call her names, body-shame her—even though my girlfriend is beautiful. She takes care of herself, she’s kind and supportive—but none of that mattered. My mom had to find someone to blame, and my girlfriend was the easiest target. My mom would call my girlfriend a “whore” and say horrible things about her behind her back. She can’t stand the fact that I’m with her.

I couldn’t sleep. I could hear my mom crying in the other room, saying I’m a bad son and I’m ruining her life. My dad got mad at me for making her cry. I had to cry myself to sleep most nights. I started gaining weight. I was eating like crazy because it was the only way I could cope.

Every day felt like torture. Every time I was on my phone, my mom would ask, “Are you texting that girl again?” And then she’d call her names. It was non-stop. She’d insult my girlfriend and make me feel like shit about it. I’m just trying to love someone, but I’m made to feel like a criminal for it.

Then, one morning, I forgot to delete some texts before giving my phone to my mom (she makes me give it to her every night because she says she can’t sleep without it). I was texting my brother about how boring the meetings were and making jokes. We were also talking about his friend—how he was thinking about joining the JW congregation, and we were trying to talk some sense into him.

That next morning, my mom woke me up at 6 a.m. before school and asked me, “Do you still want to be in Jehovah’s organization?” I knew she had seen the messages. I just said yes to avoid another fight. But she started ranting about how I’ve embarrassed her and that I’m an apostate. She even said, “I can’t stand you anymore. I’d rather see you dead than have to look at you because all you bring me is pain and misery.”

That broke me. From your own mom—that’s not something anyone should have to hear.

My dad doesn’t care much if I leave the religion. He still gets upset, but he says I’m just giving my mom a hard time. He told me I’m being “a bitch” and that I’m just doing this to be with a girl.

My girlfriend knows everything I’m going through. She’s been a huge help, but it still hurts that I can’t just be with her like a normal couple because of the way things are at home.

The elder who was trying to help me passed away recently. My mom told me I’m horrible for not listening to him when he spent his last days helping me. But I can’t just ignore my doubts for the sake of someone else’s comfort.

Eventually, I told my non-JW siblings. My brother knows what’s been going on. He said he thinks the organization has cult-like traits. He even offered to talk to my dad, but I didn’t want him to get involved because of how my mom would react. My brother ended up going to a meeting with a friend and arguing with one of the brothers. That embarrassed my dad, but it’s whatever. Afterward, I made some jokes about how boring the meetings were, and we vented about how ridiculous some of the points JW’s make.

I’m still hiding texts, still lying to my parents. I still hear about how I’m a disappointment every single day. My mom says I’m abusing her, that I’m a bad son. I’m just trying to survive in this house, but I don’t know how to leave the religion without everything falling apart.

To make matters worse, I recently skipped school to meet up with my girlfriend and her dad. Her dad wants me to go to the park with them, but that’s when it really hit me—how much of a disappointment I’d be to him, too.

I don’t believe in it anymore. But I don’t know how to get out without losing everything.

(EDIT: she has used all the new WT articles against me and it’s pissing me off)

Have to keep the same shit for another two years but honestly it feels so far away. I can tell in my parents eyes she disappointed that she got a non-believer for a kid and that they don’t follow WT standards by old, privileged men who don’t even got kids, and she doesn’t have to tell me anything i can see it, I hate feeling like her emotional punching bag I literally been going through the motions and going to meetings and crap for another two years like we agreed on but yet I have to take her yelling and complaining and it’s the same thing everytime but when she’s at the hall she’s a different person and people-pleasing. I love her but i can’t deal with the JW side of her nothing is enough for her, oh but if she’s upset then it’s my problem. I just don’t want to be involved with this religion at all why is it hard to understand I just run my life differently. God damn I’m starting to get tired that I feel like I’m experiencing a relapse mentally and idfk how to manage the same bs over and over again. God damn the only time I feel safe to be myself is anywhere but my own damn home. I don’t rant like this often but recently I just feel burned out. Trying to hold on, I just can’t wait to leave for good and move on.

I'm curious about understanding the process. How did it go from a fringe belief, to conspiracy theorists, to cult/"high control"?

It seems like it must have been a gradual process since older literature sounds less restrictive... But maybe I'm misinterpreting?

From the 90s. Its full of jw names and addresses, people i met at the conventions. Also at the back was a page for memorable dates, birthdays etc. All I had written was my parents wedding anniversary.

I wonder if any of the people are still jws. 🤔

There have been approx, 108 billion humans since the start of humanity. The earth can sustain 8-10 billion humans. So if there are 108 billion humans resurrected, where are they to live? That's over 900% more that the earth can handle. Even if all the oceans where made into land that will give you apprx 24 billion more people space to live. (Water is 71%, land is 29%) Still 75 billion humans short.

Something happened a few hours ago and, in the anger/heat of the moment, words were exchanged. Thoughts, which should have been confined to one's mind, were expressed in writing, which offended many. My Internet connection played up, so I was unable to connect to Reddit. All their posts and comments for the last five years seem to have disappeared. Does anyone know if DRPK is safe? Maybe Mods could find out. Thanks. (Name edit: DonRedPandaKeys)

Had to endure a send off for in-law relatives that are going to a "theocratic school"

Apparently because the JW's hosting this in-law couple for the school share a very common food intolerance that's particularly trendy in JW world, clearly Jehovah's hand is evident in this 🙄 couldn't be a more obvious coincidence

Also to hear my uncomfortably PIMI mother in-law have a brainwash session with my wife was challenging... she's so constant in vilifying anything normal, that they are so superior to these foolish, dirty, filthy worldly people, constantly trying to claim the most inconsequential things are definitely Jehovah's hand or blessing it comes across as desperation, a desperate attempt to keep herself and my wife believing it, by repeating it

fucking. ad. nauseam. 🫩

Then as part of the clutching they acknowledged that the Borg doesn't reflect Jehovah properly because it's made up of humans, and so in the past it was too rule based, 'you must do this, must not do that' and yes it does say those things in the bible but the 'LigHt iS gEtTiNg bRigHtEr' and we're getting to know Jehovah sooo much more now. He's not like that.... (Despite admitting the do this and don't do that come from 'his' book 🤷) He's balancing his justice with mercy and love... but he doesn't change, he has never changed! It's all our fault, we've just misunderstood him before.

Their mental gymnastics were tiring me out!

In that moment I realised how truly sad it all is. What would appear to the other diners and hospitality staff a very normal, happy family outing is actually multiple generations of a family that have been hoodwinked into giving up their lives for a delusion, and celebrating that a couple will be receiving bonus indoctrination, at their own expense. A cult that hides in plain sight.

Sorry for the ramble. I had to keep my mouth shut all evening for fear of what would come out

You get a call, see it's one of your parents. You think, who's dying or in the hospital.

You let it go to voice mail. It's an uncle dying. You then start thinking about if you're going to the funeral. All the things you'll have to deal with there. The fake interest in your life. The love bombing. People coming up to you feeling like the have a chance/permission to talk to you.

It's exhausting and anxiety inducing. I hate this cult. I hate my parents put their "dedication" over me. Why can't they see it's all bullshit. Why can't they have unconditional love for me.

Thank you for reading and letting me put this out there.

I used to ask my parents what intersex people were expected to do and would get different answers on different instances. I remember my mom first saying that intersex people were allowed to "pick" between being "male" and "female". Then she told me later that it was more of what their parents "raised" them to be. Then one time when I asked both my parents together, they said it's very rare for someone to be assigned intersex at birth. I told them I knew it was rare but still wanted to know what would happen. They said it doesn't matter if you're not intersex. I told them that their lack of an answer really made me doubt their knowledge and as usual they just dismissed my rebuttal and convinced themselves that I was being "argumentative". Has anyone actually been told of an official position that the borg has on what intersex people are expected to do? Has anyone else been given conflicting responses?

It’s strange to realize that some people can be fanatical. For example, they put their beliefs above their own children’s opinions. My dad, for instance, goes to the sermons, gives his speeches, studies the Bible, but I don’t consider him a fanatic. On the other hand, my mom puts religion first. She always says that if we (the children) don’t go to the meetings, God won’t bless us. She constantly connects everything to religion—it gets really annoying. Are there any stories or reports about what it’s like to live with someone who’s a religious fanatic?

PIMI spouse says that the local Kingdom Hall is getting some new air conditioning system.

They are probably just bringing it line with other modern public buildings, but I had the thought that maybe they will consolidate more local congregations and sell other halls in the region.

🤷

At the same time, apparently a 2.8% percent increase in average publishers. 143,033 in 2024 vs. 139,103 in 2022.

The tick box is really helping them with the numbers for sure.

Around 30-40% are on Zoom. And as congregations get merged, the KH starts to feel full again. The WT is on a mission to make KH feel full again, and maintain the appearance of growth while being in a total decline of attendance and absolute apathy.

You can basically now be a PIMO or inactive JW and nobody is going to do anything about it. You can do whatever you want, you can be against the WT doctrine and be completely opposed but you will still count in their statistics.

If every PIMO decided today to officially disassociate, the number of active Jehovah's Witnesses worldwide would probably see a 20-30% drop.

First of all, I’m a long time lingerer, infrequent contributor. I read so so so many stories about people who feel stuck inside of the BORG, and how they don’t know how to continue life afterward. This is my life and my advice.

Let me tell you a little about myself. I was born and raised in it. 4th generation on my dad’s side. I was baptized at 10, pioneered for 4 years, and did exactly everything I was supposed to, and I thought it was right. I believed in it.

Something that really changed my life was talking to someone I hadn’t seen in a very long time, a childhood friend. We were just catching up when she had mentioned she didn’t believe in it anymore, and briefly talked about the ARC. I didn’t put much thought into it except okay well I guess she’s an apostate now.

Except that ARC comment really bugged me so one day I looked it up. Man…that really bothered me. Jeffery Jackson saying how presumptuous it would be to say they’re the only voice god uses really hit the wrong way for me.

I talked to one of my sisters and my late brother in law about it and they said well hey basically satan lies and this org is the best and stuff and I don’t need to think about it anymore, and I was kinda just like yeah ok I guess you’re right.

Somewhere in the back of my head I knew I couldn’t just dismiss it though, and I got really discouraged. Around this time, my grandfather died, and my parents moved out of our house, leaving me there by myself with my thoughts, because they needed to take care of my Grannie and sort everything out that comes with the aftermath of a death.

At this point, I had already been vaping in secret for well over a year, and the guilt from that was eating me alive. I felt that I wasn’t good enough, that I’d never be, and I slowly stopped attending meetings. I started growing a beard and the guilt became even stronger. (This was early 2018).

I’d attempt to go to meetings here and there…Try to keep up the appearance that I hadn’t completely abandoned it, but the truth was that I had. I didn’t know what to do at all. I eventually moved out of my parents house and got some roommates, but at this point I’d been completely inactive for around 4 1/2 years.

I carried the guilt of being POMI for nearly 5 years, until one day I thought that there had to be something more. Something better. At this point, I’d been eating myself up with guilt. Undiagnosed PTSD, undiagnosed panic disorder, undiagnosed general anxiety disorder with dissociative tendencies.

One day I decided to ask a former friend who I knew to be disfellowshipped if there were any resources I could look into to make sense of my feelings. She told me about this one podcast babble on the great. My entire world fell apart in one 4-5 hour podcast binge.

You see in these 5 previous years, it had come out to my family that I was vaping, that I was dating worldly people, that I was living an “immoral” lifestyle. My entire social circle had abandoned me, my family had stopped communicating with me, my world had effectively fallen apart and I lived the same day on repeat over and over again.

I had just a couple “worldly” friends, no ambitions, no goals, no reason to exist. I thought about killing myself sometimes because life just wasn’t worth living knowing everything was pointless because I would die in Armageddon and cease to exist.

The hardest part about all of this is now that I knew the truth, I was truly more scared than before. I hated myself, everything, everyone, and had a constant internal battle about the truth, what is the truth, what is fake. Is my entire world fake? Is what all these people are saying true? Is Jehovah real?…nothing made sense anymore.

Eventually I did come to the realization with a lot a lot a lot of research that my life was my own and nobody could influence that. I stopped letting my family bully me into submission, I stopped letting them guilt me into coming back, I stopped entertaining the idea that I was just thinking about everything and needed time.

I set boundaries with my family. I told them no, this is not going to happen anymore. Sorry but I don’t believe this, and if you aren’t okay with that and this truth I’ve found then you’re not going to be a part of my life, because I have to focus on myself and my healing and my growth.

Anyone I had left at that point really did go away. Nobody tied to the witnesses had anything to do with me anymore. I went for a solid year with next to no interaction with any family or previous friends. The couple of friends I did have, mostly exjw family and a few closer friends I’d made through work, really became my anchor at this point.

Simultaneously during this transitional part of my life, I lost my brother in law, lost my job, lost nearly my entire nonjw group of friends. See during this point id become very negative, very bitter, very anxious and overwhelmed. I was having nightmares about Armageddon and death and ceasing to exist. I was having doubts about whether my new identify and belief system was true.

I could go on with this narrative all day. The entire point of this is simply that I survived. I GOT THERAPY. I got medicated as needed, I set BOUNDARIES with family and friends. I rooted out the negative qualities in myself and held on like hell to the good positive qualities.

Today, I have a few good close friends, a few family members are no longer witnesses, I’ve rekindled relationships with people I used to shun, I dated around for a bit, I got married, I have 2 kids now. My family is beginning to come back around to the idea that I’m never going to change, and we just simply do not discuss religion. I’m pursuing higher education and am financially stable. I was surviving and now I’m beginning to thrive.

Everything truly truly truly SUCKED for a long time. I didn’t stop being POMI until I was 25. I’m 28 now, and life has drastically improved in the past 3 years since I gave myself permission to breathe, grow, explore, experiment, and most importantly….STOP TAKING OTHER PEOPLES BULLSHIT.

I believe in your long term survival and growth because if not anything else this organization taught us to survive in an extremely harsh environment. Once you get out, it’s going to get worse before it gets better, but it gets SO MUCH BETTER. Love you friend.