I worked with another Witness. On my way out I was really bummed, sad, red-eyed. He asked me what was wrong. I just stared at him for a second and then said, as though speaking to a child, that I was kinda bummed out over what was going on in New York.
He laughed. He laughed at me, and said "Seriously? WHY?"
I just walked away, crying. If that was where he was starting from, nothing I said would ever make him see.
That night at the Kingdom Hall there was an excited atmosphere. A couple of others there were depressed, like me, but everyone else fell into two camps: exultant, because the end was that much nearer, or worried, because they were afraid of religious persecution starting up.
One more Jenga stick pulled out of the tower of my faith in the Witnesses.
under_believer, that is unbelievable!! I didn't go to the meeting that night. I worked until 6PM, was DF'd at the time, and went over to my "worldly" boyfriend's house, who was a pilot, to watch it on TV together. I just couldn't calm down enough from the shock of the day to deal with a stupid meeting that night. Now I wonder what the atmosphere was like at my kingdom hall...although being DF'd I guess it would have been hard to tell as I wouldn't have interacted with anyone...