I hope so too. You know, two Witnesses live in my apartment building and they only know I used to be a Witness because my Mother lives with me and she told them. Before they knew this they were pleasant. Since NOT. Today they both looked through me as those I was non-existant. One of them had to open the door for me because I had 8 grocery bags in my hands. They never said a word, just opened the door. No matter how strong I am, sometimes this hurts. But today, I felt sorry for them. Here they were treating a stranger with less than casual courtesy just because of what I represented. I thought about the Dateline episode coming up. And the fact that 20 years ago I gave up my silent lamb status by going public with my story which made headlines here in Ontario. I went from lamb to a lion who roars. Yes it was painful and lonely some times but I wouldn't be who I am today had I not went through that experience.
What a wonderful message Dateline sent all victims of any faith or situation through out the world.