lack of love is the main reason I stopped going to the hall. I was never baptised, I was an approved associate. my mother was baptised when I was in the 8th grade. I won't go into my history with borg here because it is a big digression. but, when I was 20 my mom slipped and twisted her ankle really badly on the ice in the winter time. I had already moved out and i was still attending the hall. I was going to visit her. she was laid up for weeks. whenever I went to the hall, everyone was asking how my mom was. there was a MS from our cong living right ACROSS THE STREET from my mom and about three other dub families within a block radius. NOT ONE of them bother to check in on my mom. not a phone call or anything. that was the final straw for me. I stopped cold. and after associating for something like 7 years, 8 years, helping out by manning the mikes at meetings and being the book study reader for the book study that was two houses down from where I had moved out on my own at, after all of that, I think that a group of elders may have come by once. twice at best. made me sick that I had dealt with them as long as I did.
will