Hi One,
I stayed until the fear of leaving was less than the pain of staying. Looking back, I crossed that line and crossed back for years. The disconfirmation of 1975 didn’t bother me as much as the lies that followed. The lies angered me and gave me the courage, by way of anger, to look at other things I had been ignoring.
I had my clash at a district assembly over a perfectly good, working candy vending machine with a hand lettered paper “Out Of Order†sign taped to it. I dropped a dime and two assembly cops belly pushed me away from the machine and out the Watch Tower Corporation door. Best favor they ever did for me.
The sign was a lie. To me it represented them and the way they do business. I was fed up and I never returned as the same person.
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