I hung around for the kids. My wife, now ex-wife, got mixed up with the JW cult back in 1995 (I am not, nor have ever been, a JW). My son was 11, my daughter 10. My ex kept the fact that she had become involved with the cult a secret from me for her first 7/8 months of being involved (I was in the Navy at the time, on a ship, and stationed in Japan. The ship I was on was underway quite a bit). I only found out by accident, finding her stash of magazines. Upon confronting her, it became apparent that I was no longer the part of her life that I had been prior to her getting mixed up with the JWs. I had become the pervervial "non-believing" mate to her, plus someone who opposed what she was doing, thus becoming a detriment to her and her perceived ideas about her own salvation. I had become a threat to her. I did see a lawyer around this time to talk about divorce but was recommended to hold off, especially since I was in the Navy. I took this advice and put on my best "husband" face and live with my ex's meetings and door-to-door activities for the next 9 years. During this time things got worse, to a very good degree. My ex's involvement with the cult became more serious, reaching a point to where I felt like only a live in person in my own home. If I wanted to go out to dinner with my then wife, but there was a meeting the same night, guess what, I took the back seat. Same thing on weekends. Just about doing anything with her during these days off was out of the questions. She had her study on Sunday and seemed to be cleaning the KH she attended every Saturday. Of course, all the holidays we had previously spent together as a family were now without my ex. The kids and I did our thing on these days while she kept apart from us. A Christmas tradition we had done for years was visiting my family in Oregon. She refused to participate in this also. We were eventually divorced in 2003. Since then she has refused to speak to me anymore, or answer any my letters that I sent her from time-to-time, just to see how she is doing. By waiting to get a divorce, my kids, now 24 and 23, entered adulthood pretty much unscathed (my daughter did some problems during junior and senior in high school). I am a grandfather now and we are all very close. They have learned to divide their time between their mother and me quite efficiently. Hope this helps
Hondo