I resigned from the JW's in my 20's over 30 years ago, I was immediately shunned by my entire family and it's remained that way with a few exceptions ever since. One of those exceptions was being contacted by a cousin a few years back and during that conversation I discovered that my mother had been and still was the prime mover in my complete and continuing shunning. I then used what contacts I had left to confirm it. To say that was the shock of my life would be an understatement, my mother was the only one I had had real contact with and I'd always assumed she was just being subservient to the organisation.
I left simply as a matter of honesty, I couldn't preach any longer for a religion that I considered to be wrong, since then I've traveled from agnostic to atheist. I also had no clue that my family would react so strongly, I knew family members kept in contact with those that had been DF'd but I guess I was a whole different level telling them I didn't believe and leaving.
So I was with somewhat surprised that I got a phone call from my brother who I've only spoken to twice in 30+ years. The reason for the call was simple, he wanted money. It seems my mother who is now in her 80's requires care and he expected me to help. It seems my family as so many others have worked low paying, low skilled jobs as so many other JW's do waiting for their god to kill everyone. Whereas I worked my arse off and went back to school and had a reasonable career so that I'm in the position to retire a little early and enjoy life.
From the title I'm sure you know what my answer was. I've been expecting a call of this type and had decided well before what my answer would be. I must admit I did enjoy throwing back at him one of their favorite sayings.
I understand many here will not agree with my decision and that's ok, it's my life experience and no one can know what I went through losing my family and the sense of betrayal I felt that affected every aspect of my life. I'm honestly surprised I'm still alive, I never through I'd make 50. I expected to suicide well before then but I learned coping mechanisms.
As to what they are going to do about the care needed by their mother I don't really care. They stopped being my family by their decision 30+ years ago and I stopped mourning for the family I thought I knew years ago.
No really sure why I've decided to share this but here it is.