I am the disowned child of two Jehovah’s Witnesses . I’m writing a book about this experience (along with other stories from disowned individuals). As a courtesy, I called my mother last week to let her know about it. I didn’t want her to walk by a Barnes & Noble store one day and see my book or see me on TV and be shocked. For some reason, even though she disowned me , I felt obligated to let her know about this, to mentally prepare herself. That’s weird in and of itself. I speak to my mother about 5 minutes twice a year. (By the way this is torture. My heart gets reawakened and re-broken every time and it feels fresh and new every time ). Read the rest here..
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