Occasionally the enormity of it all just comes flooding back in on me. At times it just seems so overwhelming. At times it seems so incredibly fantastic so as to be unbelievable. They say truth is stranger than fiction. I think that is true in my case. At times it seems so strange that comprehending the enormity of it and the impact in my life is elusive at best; humbling and self-defeating at worst.
I knew something was wrong when I left, but I wasn't sure what. I just knew that for me to pursue my life and my feelings felt more right to me than continuing to be a JW. But now that I'm out I have learned more and more of what I once would have considered unimaginable.
Growing up I felt blessed to be a JW. Our family was special. JWs were special. We were God's chosen people. We did strange things compared to others, but that was because it was pleasing to Jehovah, and he would save us and only us in the great tribulation coming soon.
When you were raised wearing rose colored glasses, you think the whole world is that hue. There is no way to prepare for the devastation ahead when you find out that it was all a lie. Everything. None of it was real. None of it had any substance whatsoever. Like being raised on a movie set, you walk through a door one day to find it is all just a facade. The enormity of the lie, the world they created for you to live in, the mindset you once excepted as normal, is sometimes too huge to comprehend yourself, much less explain to others who grew up "normal."
Tammy