I thought Jehovah's Witnesses were going to be my family.
Instead, they were pretty much indifferent.
Ugliest thing in the world: INDIFFERENCE.
JW love: COLD PIZZA.
By the time I left the Kingdom Hall for the last time, a disfellowshiped, broken man . . . I was ready to fall down and not get up.
Those 'brothers and sisters' weren't REAL. Nobody called me and asked how I was doing.
I wasn't doing well at all, thank you very much.
I wasted years of my life with my head up my ass. I licked my wounds.
When I was finally "free" I still wasn't.
I thought like a JW. My values were JW.
It took years to scrape those false ideas off the inside hull of my brain like baracles on the outside of a ship.
It was Randy Watters who signed me on to this forum 10 years ago. He could tell I needed friends.
I had just begun my healing and recovery--trying to do it all by myself by re-shaping my brain.
Today, this morning the sun isn't up yet, but a whole new day is surely dawning.
People I've never seen with my eyes I can see clearly with my heart brimming with genuine love and gratitude.
YOU ARE MY FAMILY. You CARE.
You care because YOU ARE REAL. You are free inside to love. Nobody orders you to think, act or feel. It comes from who you are.
You make me feel special . . . and I've gotta tell you, at age 67 I've felt about as special as a bucket of warm spit until now :)
I LOVE YOU folks. My heart is brim full.
I say that from the deepest part of me where it really counts.
Thank you--thank EACH and EVERY ONE of you from each DNA strand in my body!!!
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