The way we found peace (I am ubm, never been jw, he joined up later in life) was to finally quit talking about any jw crap all-together. The home is a neutral space, no jw literature and no apostate stuff out either. I have no idea why he skips out of meetings when he does but I am always happy when it happens. If he ever leaves jw litter out I will find the most vile stories about jw's and leave them out, without fail. Nice? perhaps not, but it works to keep the wt from being in my face 24/7 and from him reading it in front of me.
I am a rabid 'apostate' (though I don't officially get the label) and have often delivered anti wt literature and he knew I did as did his entire cong. (I could deliver to 50-100 homes on my way to the grocery store)
Maybe you should quit going to meetings? and make your home a place for you & your family leaving out all jw-ism or your apostate leanings. Make the home a sanctuary for your marriage.
It takes quite some time and many tears to reach this point but in the end I have found it quite do-able and we are much happier. We go out, we do things and take vacations together.
I still hate the wt, I hate meetings, conventions, etc..... I look to you guys to find out what is going on and when.
It can work and yes, there will always be that wedge between you. That's what cults do. Will you let this puny cult destroy your marriage? or is it worth saving?
I am of the opinion now after years of trying that a jw must come to TTATT on their own. Think of it this way, could you change the opinion of someone's long held political beliefs? same with religious beliefs especially when they employ thought control/thought stopping, etc... mind control? day after day, week after week of repetitive messages are not easily broken.
If possible plan some weekends away with her. Yes, she will miss a meeting but so what? she can't catch up? is the marriage worth it to her?
It is a strange dance we do when we on the rare occasion we bring up anything jw/religious related and speak without really saying it. Hard to describe and that last sentence probably doesn't even make sense.
I (we) went through hell when he first joined up and I was panic stricken and scared to death. My health suffered. I was not myself.
It can get better and even good again! really, it can. Will it ever be the same? no. But it can be good and fun again. Find the love and hang on tight. (yeah, pretty shmaltzy but what the heck....)