I was DF'd in 1989 and decided to get reinstated. Totally for family. In about 1990 I was in the hospital because I tried to commit suicide and my parents NEVER once came to the hospital for me. They now think that they did good because they called me on the phone. Don't get me wrong, I was happy they even took the time to call my "ass," but in the meantime, it sucked because they could not even take the time to see me in person. Can ya just feel the love?
Anyway, I digress.
This is not even the reason I left. I left when I got reinstated in 1995. My daughter, who at the time was well entrenched in "the truth" told me that she had never seen anyone "study" as much as I did. It drove her absolutely crazy. And she was an active witless. I love her to this day and I am happy to say that she eventually "saw the light" and now is not a witless.
Again, I digress.
In 1995 I was reinstated. Funny thing about it was that I was so stressed that I felt I had to go to the meetings drunk or even on the brink of it. No one noticed, apparently. My non-jw husband was with me in the grocery store, searching for more booze, when we encountered an elder in my committee. He and his wife went against the rules and had just left a "worldly" wedding. tsk, tsk. Anyway, he told me in the grocery store that the elders wanted to talk to me because I was to be reinstated. Good on one hand because I would get my family back but bad because I never once quit smoking. (Convenient since I was married to a "worldly" man and he smoked so no one noticed by smell that it was not just him but me that was smoking.
OK, that is still not telling the whole story.
There were 2 (maybe more?) reasons that made me leave.
(1) The first thing that got to me, was one morning I was to go out into servitude. I walked by my diningroom table and looked down at a "witchtower" and saw a pic of the Pope. Yet again they were blasting other religions. Since then I have, because of being here, seen the pattern of "it wasn't me/us" attitude. Very sociopathic. I felt at the time that it was arrogant on their part, and because of personal experience, I felt that one (even an organization) should stand on their own merits rather than trying to make themselves look better when they have masses of people waiting on their every word as to who you can/cannot associate with, how you should conduct yourself at a convention...etc. At that moment I had an epiphany. I am an adult and I have a mind of my own and no one, and I mean no one should tell me what to do. As a witless I always let others dictate what/how I should feel. I felt anger at that moment at the control over me.
(2) And to me this was the end of the end. I was out in servitude and I remember talking to a man who objected to what we were doing. He felt that we should not push our beliefs on others. I then did the jw thing and started with rebuttals (sp.) I remember standing there listening to this man, thinking about what I had said to him, thinking about the fact that I kept over riding his objections yet never actually processing what he was saying. Even in the middle of this I thought "I'm a salesman/person."
Until I came onto this board I never realised that others felt/feel the same way. I never thought of the babble society as controlling me. I did however figure it out and I am so happy I am out.