Well when you don't know, you don't know. So it was easy being a JW and there were times of happiness - yes. I was popular, I had many friends and when I left, all that left as well. I know I will never go back to being a witness. I'm going through a low lonely patch now but I'll never get that low or desperate. Plus knowing what we know - well that would just be the stupidest thing ever.
Looking at those times. It's like spending a full day at work, without the luxury of lots of coffee breaks, talking nonsense, eating popcorn. I have fantasised about going to a convention wearing a T that says in front, over my boobs: 144 001 and on the back, some goats