I faded from the religion and simply didn’t go back. Once people understood that my family and I left, people in the congregation didn’t know what to do. Should they call me, visit me, leave me alone? Most really didn’t bother me or my family. A few tried to contact us but we simply didn’t bite.
Eventually, instead of getting that knot in my stomach or having my blood pressure rise, when I would see a Witness, it was all good.
Now, I can say they really don’t bother me at all. I feel bad for them.