Can you remember that distinct moment in your life when you suddenly knew that your time as a JW was truly over?
For me, that moment came several years after the removal of my “privileges” in the congregation when I admitted to having “known” my then fiancé in a way that was not “fitting for a Ministerial servant”.
I was quickly stripped of my 2 servants jobs, group study conducting, pioneer status, public talk giving and praying in the KH. I was also forbidden to ever be alone with the lady concerned.
About 15 months later I was assigned a public talk, after 30 minutes I dried up. My confidence totally eroded, I never gave another. From that point on my discourses were confined to occasional 6 minute spots in the ministry school.
My performance in the ministry work also suffered, if I couldn’t actually avoid taking part, I would just offer the magazines after tapping very lightly on the door.
I went to fewer and fewer meetings. One day, I was reading in the Watchtower an article on children that said that parents could avoid “Irritating their children” by making them listen at meetings! For some reason that really irked me, how could letting a child miss a meeting irritate him?
I found that I was becoming ever more irritated myself by the whole ethos around JW`s. The judgementalism grated more and more. I found the “kingdom smiles” phoney and syrupy. The whole JW atmosphere seemed cloying and false.
I was almost at the end of the line when my best pal and some other friends were DF`d, so it didn`t need much of a push for me to be gone permanently. Strangely, that moment came quite quickly at the weekly book study.
It was in `72 and we were reading from what I think was the “Sons of god” book. We were dealing with a vision that involved wheels, spokes and wheel-rims with eyes set in them. It was so ludicrous to read, the explanations were even more so. It was total, undiluted gobbledeygook of the worst sort. What ever was I doing, believing rubbish like this?
On my way home I realised that I had “fallen away”, I was now an ex-JW. Suddenly, I felt a great sense of elation, I was free to do whatever I chose!
It wasn`t that simple of course, DA`ing wasn`t then an option, so eventually I got myself DF`d (for associating with DF`d persons) as the only way to shut the door on my JW existence.
So that`s it. The crunch that finally tipped me out was nothing more intriguing than a boring, nonsensical book!
Englishman