A number of JWs tried to convince me I should forget my pre-JW existence as though it had never happened. I resented this, as it's a part of who I am.
I used to have a poster size photo of myself and 4 of my buddies on our motorcycles in front of my house. One day when I came home from work my ex proudly exhibited to me the photo of me, which she had cut out of the poster and framed. The portion with my old friends couldn't be found, not even in the garbage. Knowing her, I suspect she burned it. In fact, all the photos I had of my pre-JW life were gone. As a result, I have almost no photos of the first 25 years of my life, other than some baby pics my mom had.
The astonishing thing was that she actually expected me to be happy about it.
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edited to add: When I stopped regular pioneering due to health my pioneer book and the pic of my pioneer class vanished too.