In light of my birthday tomorrow, I figured I'd tell you all the story of my first birthday party out of the org.
It was a hot, summer day in July. I had recently come in contact with my half-sister. We were writing letters to each other, and I must have told her that I was wanting to leave the JW religion for good.
Anyway, on this hot day, I recieved a large parcel. I opened the thing up, and it was filled with "Happy Birthday" balloons. I was increcibly confused, since it was nowhere near my birthday, and I had no clue who it was from. Inside the parcel I found birthday party hats, birthday napkins, a gift, and 2 cards. That's when I found out it was my sister. Hell, I was still confused. I was sure I told her when my birthday was. The gift was a book called "The Encyclopedia of Rock".
My mother watched me open this package, and told me to throw it all in the garbage. I blatantly refused. Anyway, I ended up calling my sister to find out what the hell was going on. She told me, "Well, since you've never had a birthday, I thought I would let you know what one is like!"