Yes, the title of the thead is ironic I know, but I couldn't think of an alternative.
What do I mean by "normal" life in the truth? Well, having good friends you grew up with. Having a social life. The feeling of accomplishing something. The feeling that although the world "hates us", we can find comfort with each other. I was taught that the friends were ready to die for us if need be. Nothing could be further from the truth.
I didn't a normal life growing up in the "truth". I had a very lonely life growing up in the religion.
It wasn't that there weren't people my age in the Kingdom Hall - there were quite a few, but rumors about me and other matters made it impossible for me to find friends.
I'm not joking - I literally spent every weekend alone - I did reach out to the older members of the congregation and I used to help them out, cut their grass etc. I was depressed for a very long time. Here I was in the peak of my youth and yet I had not one single friend, yet the congregation had many young people who went out of their way to ignore me and even shun me. I had never been disfellowshipped nor marked.
I remember working with an elder who had two children. He asked me, "Truthseeker, why do you think the young ones find is so difficult to get along in the congregation" - I told him that they go off by themselves, do their own thing and they have no shared history with each other.
On very rare occasions I was invited to a BBQ or a video evening everyone talked among themselves as they do. I realized then that without shared history you have no idea how these ones live, what they do, what they like etc. I see them several times a week in the hall but I know absolutely nothing about them.
I sometimes wonder what my life would have been like if I had a few decent friends in the hall. I think it would have made a world of difference to me.
There's still every possibility that my curious mind would have found this site and things would have gone the way they have now.
I can't get those years back nor can I forget them entirely. They were pivotal years in my experience.
So, I say thank you to the "friends" in one congregation in Sussex
You all played a part, some big, some small, in helping me leave a destructive cult.
I may have had no friends growing up but at least now I have my freedom.