Now that I look like my avatar....
Just kidding. The package stores had closed (drat!) So I pulled my back-firing old truck past the watchful cops on our college row of pubs to see if i could quaff--you know--drink a beer there. So, the very picture of dereliction I sat with my $2.50 Miller in a bottle. I am sure it was a photo op that the WTS would so loooved to have had. I had but one (so the police would have no cause).
I am 58 years old. I am starting over in a lot of ways.
I can't pass judgement on my own life. I don't use the word Jehovah any more, not because I don't believe there is God, but because I do. But that name is tied to the figure kept so far from every not-the-anointed like myself that I am reverting back to the more intimate god named God that I was just getting acquainted with when the WTBTS found me.
Now, of course, I was of legal age and cannot say that it was not of my own freee will that I got baptized. But what has so radicalized me about the WTS is how crooked they are in how they they represent themselves. And I am rapidly becoming a Christian more primitive than the WTS wanted me to be (obviously--They had to disfellowship me). I was not aware of the ways that religion can sterilize faith and reason in one fell swoop until I was a Witness for 20= years. They wooed us with their clever expose' of false religion all the while doing the biggest and baddest false religion job on us ever. Using the Bible. "God's Word".
I am grateful for this board.
I have risked being a fool. Maybe have been one.
I'm packing up my trips and traps. My youngest has graduated, is off to a distant city to work then to a distant college to take her life on. I am unemployed as of two weeks ago. I will resume life now with my more than eccentric husband on a no-so-romantically-rustic mountaintop farm in rural Arkansas. I'll be back where I first met God and continue the pleasure of living with him without religion. (NO, I don't mean that my husband is God! But my husband will be glad to live without religion too)
I am so glad I am out.
P.S. I hope I can keep my internet. I have it for a few more weeks. I promise to be foolish for as long as I can.