Well, at any rate, I began posting here, with trembling hands, as Quandry in 1996.
I have always tried to encourage ones who come here. God knows we all need it and didn't get enough at the KHall.
I lived with guilt for never doing enough for over thirty years, even though our family always, always took our talks, cleaned the bathrooms, cleaned at the conventions, did lawn work in the hot Texas sun at Rosenburg assembly hall, etc. We had book studies in our home, service groups there, book study get-togethers, and hospitality for visiting speakers. My husband was always getting up talks, was every position at the Khall, and was often called on at all hours to "handle" things.
After all that, my family was treated like dirt by the loving elders. The rose-colored glasses were slapped off of my face.
I realized that I had spent the last thirty three years trying to make myself like field service, feeling bad because I did not, trying to believe that reading the WT was like a college education, when I wished I had one at a real university, and neglecting my parents because I couldn't miss meetings and service to visit them very often, and when I did, I was so smug in my knowledge of "the truth." They are both dead now so I can't tell them the happy news that I no longer am a witless.
This forum was like therapy. I cried with many of the posters as I read horrible experiences at the hands of the organization, and cheered many on as they picked themselves up and dove into education, or hobbies, or travel, etc.
So many here have been encouraging to me, like Mr. Flipper, one of my favorite posters. I will continue to read posts here sometimes, but I just don't want to be fleshyheaded mutant, so I guess this is kind of a good-bye.
P.S. I am in Houston, Texas, and know Jeanniebeanz. We have talked about getting together with others on the forum. If you are in Houston, or nearby, and would like to meet-up, send me a message.
Thanks all....Quandry
