The day we were going to start telling people Mrs. Dazed was pregnant with our 2 nd kid, she was sick with morning sickness and I went to the meeting with my son. It was a Sunday. I talked to 2 people briefly and at the half I got up and left. I never returned to another meeting. I left not thinking it would be my last meeting. About 2 weeks later after missing meetings Mrs. Dazed asked if I was going to meeting. I told her I couldn’t do it anymore.
That was September 2011. For a few months leading up to that day I was not happy. I was publicly reproved earlier in the year for drunkenness. Many in the congregation knew why I was PR’d. No one cared. No one showed support. All the elders knew I had been struggling with alcohol for many years. A few in the hall also knew. After receiving no love or support, I started questioning how this religion could be the “truth.” I questioned how Jehovah could be blessing this org. Then I slowly started learning TTATT. From December 2010 to September 2011, I slowed down and eventually stopped turning in time. Meeting attendance slowed to maybe 5 meetings a month.
January of this year Mrs. Dazed stopped all together. She took a year and a half to tell me, just in case it was a faze I was going through, that she never really believed it was the truth. She told me the whole reason she got baptized in the first place was to date me. She stuck around for so long because of me and her mom being JWs. She was told me “I was ready to leave the “truth” a year after we got married” in 2004. She has always seen and hated the hypocrisy of the cult.