That for me was just about the hardest thing to deal with growing up. My mum was a Witness, my dad never was. Many times my mum would struggle to get my sister and me on a bus to get to the KH when we were little kids, despite suffering from nerves herself, without Dads help. I'm always grateful to her for that as I saw the sacrifices she made now I look back.
What tore me apart was trying to be the good JW I wanted to be, yet fighting against that which I was, I got baptised in 1987, at 17 years of age, thinking it might go away, but it didn't. I remember sitting in a stadium in the baptism section by myself (ie. no family with me) and opening my Bible and a note fluttering out from my mum which said "I'm so proud of you today for making this step.......always remember sometimes you might take one step forward, but two steps back......but know that I am proud of you" Mum was too ill to be there with me, but I really tried to live up to what I was about to do.
I didn't get far, I did have lots of support from the congregation, but other needs and desires took place, by the time 1991 arrived I was in my first relationship, I could no longer go to the meetings in good faith, I felt like a hypocrite, and I was worried about bringing Jehovah's name into disrepute as I'd read so many times before. (and I really did feel that way) i had to drift away. and I did.
A few relationships later (of which I even tried to Witness too, and had some success! in that they listened and went to the assemblies with me) I've reached where I am today. Its strange that my mum, whilst inactive, was the one to support me about being gay, even today, yet my dad who never was won't even discuss the issue. He's a "man's man" and I think can't believe that 2 men could possibly get up to all that nonscense. So its not even said whilst he's around. Despite that we are still a close family, and I am grateful for that.
I've mentioned several times before that I still miss the Witness faith, and its because maybe despite it being really tough for me growing up personally, I never experienced total exlusion. I just faded.
Well I'm rambling, but , well thats a bit of the story.
Scoob