My family and JW friends avoid me like the plague which suits me very well as I want nothing more to do with them. We have nothing in common anymore.
My brother explained that he could never see me again but offered to write from time to time. The terms were unacceptable to me and I refused to be relegated to penfriend, after the love we had shared and stopped all communication.
It is less painful that way, otherwise there is a tendency to live in hope and pretend that a relationship still exists.