BluePill2 said:
My girlfriend says that she observes in me traits that foreigners show if they are in a unknown country, only that we have them towards EVERYBODY. The whole planet is foreign to a Witness.
I can relate to that. It's exactly what I've told my husband lately about how I feel. Now we're living in Spain, trying to learn the language and the local customs, we know we will always be 'foreigners', no matter how hard we try. We're not the same as people who were born here, we will never completely grasp their way of thinking, the things they've learned and seen from their culture all their lives. And that is exactly how I feel after I've left the WTS! I'm living in the world, I'm doing my utter best to behave and act like other people, I've taken up their customs like celebrating lots of things, I've married my first love who never had any religious beliefs and I'm trying to make friends whenever I can.
But after nearly 12 years of trying and giving it all I've got, even had therapy, I'm still struggling with these mental and emotional 'disabilities'. I'm still a foreigner, an outsider who tries but never seems to really get it. I'm living this life among all these people and just don't seem to fit in. Like a foreigner who speaks the language well, knows all about the food the locals like to eat, even joins them in celebrating their holidays and doing all he can to adjust to their cultural behaviour, but after decades everybody will still look at him as 'import', not genuinely 'one of them', although they will accept him, but every now and then they will shake their heads and whisper to each other 'you see, that foreign part is still there... we don't understand this person'.
And even with my husband I have such moments. I'm really f*cked up when it comes to sexuality, and no matter how hard I try, there's this part of me that doesn't know how to break loose of the ties the WTS has put in my mind. I really hate that! I'm reading Kyria Abrahams 'I'm perfect, you're doomed' right now and it's actually sort of a relief... Her story could've been mine. But it also hurts, 'cause it brings a lot of garbage back into my memory...
So yes, BluePill2, I recognize your story. I married at 18, thinking my only purpose in life would be to wait for Armageddon and in the meantime be a wife and have kids and go in Field Service. I had no goals, no ambitions, and up until today I have a hard time setting goals and working towards reaching them. I'm 45 now and longing for friends who will not abandon me or just forget about me as if I never existed (lost a couple of friends because of our emigration, a loss I didn't actually see coming, another thing to mourn)... it's a struggle sometimes.
But having all of that said, I still am A LOT happier than I was as a JW and I would never at any price trade my insecurities back for the so called 'security' of the witnesses. So to end this in a positive way: I know I will get by someday, it just takes a looooooooot of time.