We're 2 years in to our exit from the witnesses.
We're not disfellowshipped or disassociated ... just inactive.
None of our friends speak to us anymore. We have managed to keep our relationship with our families, although it is strained at times.
We experienced our first real "shunning" yesterday. We ran into someone we used to know at the grocery store. I smiled, waved and said "hello", she looked at me, looked away and kept walking.
It was awful.
We haven't managed to replace the community we lost when we left, although not for lack of trying. It's lonely ... especially as a stay at home mom.
When you're the odd one out - the only one in all the friends you've ever known to leave, the "black sheep" of the family, sometimes it's hard to feel like you're on the right side.
I'll never be on the same page again when it comes to witness beliefs. I've come to strongly identify as "non-religious".
But right now, the organization seems exciting. All that the governing body has done to make the religion seem hip and modern and relateable seems to be working, among the membership at least. There's witness feeds on social media, pictures of "Jehovah's happy people", and there's something I miss. The camaraderie, the sense of community and brotherhood, the feeling that you were a part of something bigger and better than yourself.
Anytime my family sees my son "misbehave" (as toddlers do!) they make a point of saying how they see such a difference in him compared to kids at the kingdom hall ... and it makes me second guess myself.
We have left this religion to make life better for ourselves and our children.
But right now I just feel like the bitter apostate that they warn you about.