Once I left the Witnesses in high school, I did not run into any Witnesses. The locals lived in a downtrodden neighborhood so our lives were separate. There was a spy among the neighbors but I could not care less. All the rumors were false. There was nothing the local KH could do. I could go over their heads easily enough. Maybe I saw them in the main bus station in NY about once every six years. I just moved further from the Witnesses.
I've been in therapy groups lately. Two consecutive groups two consecutive JWs as fellow members. I told the first one that I was not there for her to preach lies to me. My vow was to go directly to the executive officer of the hospital. What is sad is this is the only group available. There are fantastic ones in Manhattan but the self pay is expensive. They don't accept Medicare. Is Jesus mocking me? I will be seething with anger concerning the Witnesses and she will find it la la land. It would be insulting to explain how ignorant the religion is. The Witnesses bring up all these internal struggles that deal withbeing powerless and tortured. I am honest. It was my father and the Witnesses.
My resolve is to recall the times here when certain atheists were combative. I believe a neutral statement of faith may work.