Dear Friends,
I have come a long way from when I was 18 years old and fresh out of my parents house and the Borg. I went throught stages...so many stages... of recovery. I am still going through stages. What the heck stage am I at?? I don't know, I but I feel pretty much at peace with the the past and with the JWs. I no longer get a horrible knot in my stomach when I see JWs sitting at a table at the mall(but I sometimes have an impulse to go over and mess with them---NO, I don't do it!).
So I am moving along through life in peace, thinking the whole JW thing is neatly wrapped up in the past when WHAM! My sister calls.
My JW-true-believer-sister. The one who speaks to me, but won't speak to our DF mother. The one who won't let our mother see her grandchildren. And suddenly, I'm back on the web, surfing exJW boards and I'm haunting the aol JW chat rooms once again.
This stupid issue is so hard to deal with and come to peace about. Rationally, I know my sister is my sister and there is nothing I can do about what she chooses to do. I have thought about it and desided that I want to keep a relationship with my sister even though I hate what she is doing. I think it is wrong to shun. I love my sister. Also, I hate my family being torn apart and will not be a part of tearing it apart further. But it is very difficult. It sort of makes me sick, actually. Sometimes, when I talk with my sister about trival little things just because we can't talk about anything real, I feel sick. When we are talking and I suddenly think of my mother, I feel sick.
And then I think maybe it makes me sick because it is cognative disonnance....like I'm trying to hold two opposing views at once, and it is hurting me. Maybe because I believe my sister is a good person who is misled AND that my sister is doing an awful, evil thing. Maybe I need to pick ONE. Or, maybe the two beliefs are true, but it is just hard to deal with, and I need to deal with THAT.
I don't know. All I know is that my mom is in pain and my sister is in pain and I'm pissed about it. STILL.
Thanks for the space to spill,
--LisaBobeesa