While at a gas station, I saw an acquaintance from my JW days. I spoke to him first and he responded. We had a little small talk.
We parted ways for a moment, then he mentioned that he hadn't seen me at the hall in a while.
Me: "Oh, I don't do that anymore." said as if I was referring to smoking or some other bad habbit
Him: "What?" as if to confirm what he just heard
Me: "I don't go to the hall anymore"
Him: "Oh, what happened?" like he really wanted to know
Me: "I looked into some things, and the things didn't add up."
Him: "Well, I can understand that... How's your mother and father?" we were in high school together so he was aquainted with my family
Me: "We're all happy and healthy"
He said something else before that, which I can't remember. Then we said our goodbyes. Anyway the point is I told this guy that I DON'T go to the hall by CHOICE. He's probably an elder at his congregation now. It felt good to be honest and forthright. Yay me!