i read here regularly and although I haven't joined in, I really appreciate all the wonderful contributions from those who are willing to share their experiences....
i was a convert. I won't go into the whole history ( perhaps another day) - my story could easily be recognised in the small town where I live, with my husband.
So, we stopped going to the meetings around a period of time when we were going through severe emotional difficulties - at that point, we needed unconditional family love - the hectic, forced JW dinner parties and social occasions gave no real comfort.
When we started going again - it was clear to us that we were "marked"....invites to social events would be called out to others, over our heads. We had fought a deeply personal battle and had come through, we were standing firm together and here we were, feeling like outcasts in our congregational "family" as we plastered on smiles and tried to get back into congregation life.
i guess it hit us, that we had no JW friends who we could trust as "life buddies".
I started going out on service nearly every day - my heart sank more and more as uncomfortable realities kept challenging me. I would endure, for the "truth". But the "truth" was falling apart.
The generation teachings, the incredible inconsistency of the blood doctrine.
I challenged a couple of highly experienced pioneer friends to explain how fractionated blood drawn from stored whole blood is a matter of conscience, I asked them to imagine the question came from a non-witness. My heart sank further as I listened to these people talk absolute rubbish.
it's like 'cake' - they said. All the ingredients make cake, but apart from cake they are something else, eggs, flour etc.
My pioneer friends missed the point completely that blood, "sacred blood" must be drawn and stored to produce fractions. When I pointed this out - they ran a mile.
One said they'd do some research. Really? Never heard back.
I could write pages....your stories and experiences reflect mine so closely, I could easily cut and paste the posts of others and claim them as my own!
We've gone from being a "much loved" popular couple to having no support network in our home town. We are 60 years old. No children. Out in the cold. We invested in a "family" that is not family unless you swallow the same lies and deceits.
I struggle, the toll on my mental health is huge.
I wouldn't wish this on anyone (((( hugs)))) to you all.