My husband and I bought a house recently aand apparently our new house is smack in the middle of a diligent congregations territory. they've been in our neigborhood twice a week since we moved in a month ago. There are a lot of guard dogs in our neigborhood (yeah, I live in the hawaiian guetto) and they all go nuts when the witnesses are walking by. Stirs up the whole street like nothing else does. The first time they came by my visiting friend answered the door and told them I had a little one and was still sleeping and also that I used to be a witness. She thought that would be enough to discourage a second visit but I knew better. I dwelled on what I would say for the week. I wanted to say just the right thing just in case I could make someone think but I was afraid that I didn't know my facts enough to really make a good argument under pressure and not send off any signals to make them discredit me in their head so I ended up just telling the truth. I told the sisters that I was df'd 6 years ago and I had no interest in returning. Also that I did not want an elder to return as I do not wish to discuss it with them. I was friendly and thanked them for their time and I held my baby and tried to just be normal hoping that at the very least they might feel like I wasn't a scary demon possesed "apostate". Now they won't stop coming to our street and I feel like I have to put on a show of "normal" when they are around. That or hide :)
just getting this off my chest. I can't believe it took 6 years to have them come to my door.