Being in SCJ awakened my intuitive sense, even though I ignored it for about three years. I believed I was walking in faith, but in reality, it was mixed with fear. I was drawn in during a vulnerable time after losing my dad. The person who introduced me (online) claimed she had gone through the same experience, but now I believe that may not have been true—perhaps it was just a way to get me to join the Bible study.
Reasons I stopped:
I was often broke and stressed over things that were not even my responsibility.
They said they do not accept disabled or HIV-positive new members, based on their criteria.
There was constant pressure to appear perfect, often hidden behind scripture.
I felt like I couldn’t make clear, independent decisions.
The environment felt judgmental—separating themselves from the world, yet still engaging with it through dishonesty and unrealistic promises about salvation, the kingdom, and priesthood.
Former members are treated as enemies and labeled as betrayers, without considering that people may leave due to personal circumstances.
There was a strong focus on recruiting new members. For example, during a newcomers’ Passover, BJN pointed at me while I was passing and said, “Look, that’s [my name]—one of the strongest soldiers.” That moment upset me because it felt like I was being used for recruitment rather than genuinely cared for.
The outside world is portrayed as hell, while they present themselves as being in heaven—yet often with forced or insincere positivity.
There is subtle encouragement of ego and pride to make you feel special, which can lead to narcissistic behavior—for example, calling you “family” as if you no longer have your own.
Teachings are based on selectively chosen scriptures that support their specific agenda.