The only reason I'm here and I exist is because of the JW org., my parents met in a hall. Is this your situation?
If it weren't for that missionary couple out in Dominican Republic in the 50's that called on my grandma and if it weren't for the brother in the early 70's who called on my dad, my parents would have never met and I wouldn't be sitting here writing this post.
I just realized all of these years I thought I owed my life to god and his organization what I actually owed my life to was an organization that claimed to be God's channel. The organization itself. These are some wierd feelings to have to cope with, feeling like you owe something to an org. of this nature. I hate to say it but its almost as bad as being the result of a rape, except I was a result of 2 people being indoctrinated and duped into J-dubism and "last days" mentality. Now I am married and have a child of my own, this is the only reason I am still even attending meetings.
Has anyone here ever had to deal with these types of weird feelings? I don't want to call it guilt because I'm not guilty of anything.