I haven't been posting much lately. I am sorry I haven't been contributing. I
have been experiencing some depression lately. My doctor prescribed some new
medication the other day to help me sleep, but so far it just makes me terribly
drowsy in the morning and prone to oversleeping. I was late for work this
morning by an hour.
My doctor feels that I should be adjusting to my niece's death more quickly
than I have been. I have been going to my counselor, but we don't really talk
about this any more.
I miss my niece so much. It really hurts to think that for over 8 years I was
never allowed to see her, and now I never will. I remember when I last saw her.
She was only 10 years old and so disappointed because she knew that I would
soon be DF/DA. I could only hope that what I was doing was the right thing and
that she and her family would be able to join me on the outside.
I can't help thinking that if I hadn't left the JWs, maybe she would still be
alive today. If I hadn't left, would her family have moved from Oregon to
Indiana? Maybe not. Maybe it was to get away from me and the bad memories that
they moved. If I hadn't DAed myself, maybe they would have had more ties to the
area, financial assistance from me to help them, and stronger reasons not to
leave. If they hadn't moved to Indiana, my niece wouldn't have been at that
dangerous intersection that day almost 2 months ago.
Is it all my fault? My rational mind tells me that what I did had little to do
with what they did. But another part of me wonders if I set off a chain of
events that led to my niece's early demise. Am I being punished by some sort of
bad karma, the vengeful tribal god of the ancient Israelites, or malignant
thoughts of the cult members left behind? Again, rational reason tells me I am
thinking nonsense. My inner mind, however, is plagued with guilt and despair. I
will never again see my 18 year old niece, and yet I see her every day in my
mind; as a baby, as a toddler, as a young girl. I even see her at night in my
dreams/nightmares.
"Did I do that?" we used to mimic Steve Urkel when she was a child. "Did I do
that?" I wonder now years later.
I'm so sorry Krystal for how things worked out. I'm sorry for the pain you felt
because we were both raised in a religious cult and I left. I was hoping some
day you would leave too, and that I would be there to help you. I still believe
what I did was right, at least with my rational mind. My feelings are torn.
Another part of my mind developed from years of cult ideas and much less prone
to critical thinking tell me I am at fault. If I am, I am so terribly sorry. I
still love you and feel that special bond that a person feels for the children
of a sibling. It is almost the same protective feelings that a parent has. Had
things worked out differently, I would have gladly raised you as my own. I
would have been there for you and my love would have been, and still is,
unconditional. I would never have shunned you or turned you away. If I could, I
would give my life so that you would have yours.
There is no way to bring her back, I know. The best thing I can do is be there
for her brothers, sister, and cousins if they need me. It is my sincere hope
that they will need me and that they will contact me if they ever want to leave
the cult.
Thanks for listening. I appreciate using this forum to express my thoughts, my
feelings, and to heal.
Tammy