I'm sure others have had the same experience, but it's a bit odd to me now as I see how all the business of JW-land and the constant social proddings can keep a person from leaving for quite some time.
If it hadn't been for the inquisition I might not have left.
I'm glad they felt my wife and I were important enough to hound, because that helped immensely.
Now for the past two years now I've finally gotten back to being the book-consuming, thinking-machine I was in the past.
I feel like I woke up, came home and found myself sitting in a chair reading some odd sort of esoterica and the me that was there said:
"We wondered when you'd finally get here. We've got lots to do and think about."