I can't even begin to tell you how much your post resonates with me, lisa.
Every so often I'll be jolted awake by a dream that a family member has died and that I'm being told that I'm expected to stay away from a funeral/memorial service, or that I find out months after the fact, and everyone thinks I'm a heartless callous b*tch for not having attended. Or a dream where I've died and none of my family members shows up. You'd think that after reading all the posts from people who have had those very things happen to them, it wouldn't rattle me. But it does.
Then I'll start thinking about stuff like "Well, if they really really believe that they have The Truth™, why is it that over the past decade or so that I have been Inactive™, have NONE of my JW relatives or friends made any effort at all to get me to go back? Why is it that I was never important enough to them to feel like I belonged there in the first place? Why is it that they care more about converting perfect strangers than they are about finding the 'lost sheep that strayed'? Are they so selfish that they don't even seem to give a damn that I'm going to be destroyed at Armageddon™? Why aren't they trying to save me from that destruction? Was I just a disposable person?? Someone who gets tossed on the trash heap as soon as I was no longer conforming to the collective?"
It makes me angry for a while. Then I calm down and am so grateful that I am not like them.