It was painful at first but now I see the advantages of not having needy relatives spending the weekend with me and scoffing my food and raiding my bar. My wife is happier too. It's like having a heavy rucksack removed.
I have 39 JW relatives and 38 of them shun me along with the army of ex-friends who remain in the Tower. I did have 43 JW relatives but 4 of them died recently, which I found rather encouraging.
Some of my relatives were prepared to correspond with me by post. I wrote and told them I would rather they saved their postage as I don't read junk mail. To my brother I said, 'If I am not welcome at your home as a brother or even a friend then to whom would I be writing?"
What is the point of wasting time and money travelling to see people who clean windows for a living and who's heads are full of crap. What would we talk about? Let me arrogantly declare that I have moved beyond them and no longer associate with losers. I don't think I could bear the boredom. Also they are easily shocked and don't know that I am a gladiator.
What about love you may ask? We love what we value and I now place zero value on them. I save my love for worthy people who share my values.
There has been a weakening of their resolve in recent years. Word has got back to me that they may be prepared to toss me a few crumbs if I promise not to write any more books about their corrupt organization.
I have have insisted that they stay as far away from me as possible and return to their own vomit.
How do you feel about being shunned?