I left before. Came back. Faded again. The most painful experience was to realize that the friendship of JW's is not anymore different than anyone else's in the world. Never quite made true friends in the truth as there's no time to really get to know one another with all the "spiritual activities". Even at the rare picnics and parties that I've been part of I felt like I'm surrounded by strangers who are told to talk about "upbuiliding" stuff (which is really meant "watchtower doctrines"). . There were many good people I met in the Kingdom Halls I attended, really interesting and compassionate, we just never had the time to get to know one another. Rarely or never a real "heart to heart" talk. Too bad.
What disfunctional world JW's live in. Maybe it's not like that for everyone, I hope the pictures of happy JW's I saw in the Watchtower are actual Witnesses too. Many, myself included, would drag their feet into the hall after a long day at work and produce fake smiles....happy,happy,happy! Let's show the world and one another how happy we are to be here.
I have worldly friends from years back whom I'll meet and they'll still greet me and are genuinely interested in how I'm doing. One worldly dude I talked to a few months ago was impressed by the fact that I was one JW's as I never did tell anyone in the worldly circle of friends of my Jdub past after I left. Still calls me. Notices the sadness in my voice and wants to know why I sound down. That's real concern right there, and the guy is a real sinner by WTS standards (though I think he's just human).
To be fair, witnesses called me many times inviting "for a coffee". I can smell it a mile away - fake smiles, bible quotes that I can read on my own anytime ( I read the bible daily, or almost:), and no real honesty in the conversation. Real concerns are never addressed, they're just swept under the rug. Even my practicing mother said "shepherding calls are a waste of my time" and elders are no longer welcome, we talk about our faith to each other and discuss the Bible and worldly events. That's good enough.
To end it on the positive note I'll say that friends come and friends go, but my Jehovah is not too far. I've lived in 3 different countries, speak 4 languages because of it, moved a lot from school to school as we were poor and always looking for cheaper rent, so growing up I never had the chance to make real friends anyway. I was a Jdub, first, and there was a good chance I'd be in another highschool next semester, second.
Slappy made my day today by reminding me of a scripture in Phillipians 4:4-7. I was moved to tears, it came at exactly the right time. I was happy thinking about it while walking my dog this evening. Rejoice! Jah is not too far.:)