I fought to stay in. I didn't want to leave my drug (WTS).
When they finally succeeded in abandoning me out, the first meeting I missed on purpose was like the bells of heaven playing.
I quit suddenly after realizing they were the Pharisees.
The only one to come by my house a couple of times was my on again, off again interpreter.
I rebuffed her as I was just so angry and hurt at the time.
I apologized later and explained how I felt and she totally understood.
I was looking over my shoulder only until I realized that no one was coming after me.
So, I started wearing a new cross necklace I bought. Nothing.
When I discovered paganism and that it fit me better than Christianity, I started wearing my pagan jewelry. Nothing. Not one notice or care.
Guess I got lucky with that.