Growing up a JW makes a person unique, long after you leave. Even though I strongly disagree with much of what I was taught, I still am tainted by my upbringing in that I think a thought and then correct myself with what I now should think (or visa versa, think something and then remember what I once would have thought).
Even now that I am far removed from Watchtower thinking, I still feel somewhat of an alien from those around me. Though I am loved at work, I feel they laugh at me more than they laugh with me.
For some time now, I have been meaning to chronograph the concepts that a Witness child is indocrinated with to show just how damaging an upbringing it is. Here it finally is.