To most, being disfellowshiped is a terrible loss of friends family and God's perceived approval.
But not to Mark Jones. In his words....
The best way I can describe it, is like when you leave highschool for the last time. The bell rings, you’re done with school, a whole future ahead of you to decide and shape as you wish. You run out of the school doors and throw your textbooks into air and you feel so free. It’s amazing. To this day no other feeling has matched it.
Think about it, for 31 years I’d been:
- Told what to think
- Told who my friends could be
- Told to distrust the internet
- Told to be wary of “information” (seriously!)
- Told that the world is going to end any moment now
- Told to avoid pretty girls who arn’t Jehovah's Witnesses
- Told if I have a wank I’ll turn into a homosexual
- Told that I’m not to go to University
- Told that I’m not to have a career
- Told to turn up to two hour meetings twice a week
- Told to knock on doors for 10 hours a month (minimum)
- Constantly being watched by family and so-call friends in case I disagree with anything printed in the Watchtower magazine
As you can imagine, finally being free of such an environment was pure elation. I’ve never done drugs but I imagine the high one would feel when one snorts a line of coke. I felt finally free, finally in control of my life and 100% optimistic about the future.
Actually being free to have my own opinions, the freedom to vote, the freedom to study both sides of an issue before forming an opinion (as opposed to asking the elders what im supposed to think) - the joy!
I encourage every Jehovah’s Witness to be disfellowshipped. Seriously, birthdays are awesome. People actually bring you presents, you get a cake and have a big party. Christmas is tremendous fun and happiness flows for the whole week leading upto it finally culminating on 25th Dec when the entire day is pure joy and song. Actually having sex with someone you’re attracted to without asking the elders or signing a piece of paper first is wonderful.
Seriously, it’s like being in prison and then one day the prison warden kicking you out of prison for upsetting him. Then you walk out into the big “bad” world and people are really nice and want to be your friend. Why would you want to go back to prison???