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So last night, on deadline, I finished my short screenplay, summary, character breakdown and bio and sent it all in for submission to a local production company who was/is running a contest. My story was about a young boy and his experiences in a morning of service. It's called Door to Door. Oddly enough I was not anticipating this strong of an emotional reaction. I had to stick to contest guidelines which specified not to go over 15 pages. But even in those 15 pages I found myself completely thrown back to childhood memories.
Now, after completing and submitting it, I find myself feeling sad, overall. I am quite happy in my life now and have some very wonderful things in it. Overall I feel I am also in a good place when it comes to my past and also my new life since getting the boot from the organization. I'm proud of myself for the growth and self change I've experienced, and having the courage to truly look at things, specifically in this instance related to JW beliefs, the bible, god, etc., and make my own decisions that are right for me.
But something out there like a script for the purpose of getting it independently made is turning out to be more intense than I thought. Not only is it a piece of me out there as I am the writer, but it's a story that brings me back to that time when as a kid going in service was a normal thing, but that never made it feel good. You would think I would feel incredibly happy right now, having expressed myself in a healthy way and being able to revel in my new life and the fact that I will never have to do that again. But good holy god, I feel like I just got bitch slapped by my past.
Has anyone else had similar feelings? I know I can't be the only person here who has incorporated their JW past into some kind of creative means.
Do you remember as a child feeling so obscure and strange while out in service, yet knowing there was nothing you could do about it?