I was disfellowshipped in 1988 in spite of my begging the local elders not to do so... I was only 20 years old and they did it to punish me for marrying someone that wasn't a JW. I'd seen several women in the congregations get men to marry them and them bring them in. I didn't understand why the elders made that decision at the time, as I'd always been told that disfellowshipping was done to those who were unrepentant in their attitudes. It took several years for me to see that it was the best thing that could have happened. I am now a happy person. I don't feel guilt-ridden over not doing enough to advance the so-called truth to the masses. I don't fear instant annihilation for each and every infraction of the rules and regulations that once kept me imprisoned. For what it's worth, even though my first marriage ended in divorce after 10 years, it was the catalyst for where I now find myself and I thank God for that every day. My mom is on here as well, she's known as Frannie and lives with me and my family. I am so thankful that she got out as well. As long as she remained in that group of followers, she and I could not heal our relationship that was so torn and broken because of how they force people to behave if they want to remain accepted. Now we are living under the same roof and have a wonderful, loving relationship.