I left because gradually I realised that it was wrong.
It isn't the truth. It's a big lie.
It wasn't a case of light suddenly dawning. I just came to a point where I knew it was wrong.
I waited for a long time, until I was sure, or at least sure that I couldn't go along with it any longer. First, my wife and I just did less and less. we were down to one Saturday maybe a month. Then we just decided not to go out any more. Our life wasn't our own, so we had a family talk. None of us wanted any part of it any more, and we just decided to stop. They kept after us, which made my wife upset, so we wrote to them and we are clear.
Neither of us were born in. we came in together years ago, and we came out all together. So we are lucky. It's not as if our families were in. Just us, and now none of us. we miss our friends but we are making new ones.
That's it. No interesting story, not like I've read on here.