Well, it's been a long time! I first lurked here around 20 years ago and read huge amounts of threads which certainly helped when I was making my decision to leave the religion. I was never baptised (resisted it!) but had family very much in at that stage. Leaving and telling my family that I didn't want to be a JW was one of the hardest things I ever went through. Now, 20 years on my family are even more indoctrinated, though I never thought that could be possible. My father and siblings are all elders/wives of elders/pioneers. I don't know of any witnesses that are more devoted then them. I went through a lot of drama when I made this decision - arguments, tears, heartbreak from my family, the usual.
After a while, (and it did take a while!), I realised that the only way I could keep my sanity in this situation was to not talk about anything JW related whatsoever with my family and do the best I could to not be bitter.
I have a good relationship with them, as much as it can be I think. It's been ok. We talk and see each other as much as we can (we live a distance apart). Though I've explicitly stated I don't want to talk about anything religion associated many times - they can't help themselves. Lately, a message from one of my siblings has made me really depressed. It was all the usual stuff - we are in the last days, please listen etc. And it made me think - they really are never going to leave. This is always going to be the situation. And I have to just keep gritting my teeth and ignoring the messages. Then continuing like nothing was said. I can't see any other way but this. The frustration I feel if I ever try to talk reason to them is immense and the attempt to reason is pointless.
So, the point of this message. I'd love to know - has anyone been in my situation and truly successfully accepted this? That things will be always be like this with their family, that they will always be JW, that they will never change, that they will never have doubts or at least doubts that they will act on until the day they die? If so, how? Does it still make you very sad? Do you think you'll always be sad about it? Are you still angry? How do you deal with it? I'd love to know or get any advice from people who believe that they have truly accepted this and made peace with it. I'm not sure I have ever truly accepted it and that's what I really think I need to do.
Any help would be so appreciated.