I was disfellowshipped in 1985. My children were ages 5, 3 and 6 months. My maternal grandparents, sister, brother and father were very close to me even though I had stopped attending meetings in 1980. At that time I lived 30 miles east of them but they visited often and I was never without them.
But I knew my days were numbered. My sister had shown me the September 1981 Watchtower and knew I was in disfellowshipping mode but because there were adorable nephews, nieces, grandchildren and great grandchildren they always visited. I really believed they could convince me to come back but I did not want to live in a divided household.
The axe fell in March of 1985 in the city I was living in at that time. Two months later the announcement was made in the congregation I grew up in. But you know they still came around until the final decree was made in my home city. I had my "worldly" friends to help mop up the blood.
Did time in the pysch ward December 1987 for depression. If that was depression what is a flow blown nervous breakdown? Was home for Christmas and that was the main thing. Witness family came to help with my children until I was "better". What a situation? My in-laws and jw relatives working together. But somehow the peace was maintained. It was almost humourous at times.
Don't want to turn this into a flown blown essay. I will have to admit that it hasn't been easy. As each year goes by it hurts less and less. In fact until I read some of these life stories I don't hurt at all. I hurt for those are still in going through the process. And everyone will recover and heal at a different pace.
I have filled my life with some very positive wonderful people and feel very blessed. Some of them are avid church goers, some are atheists some don't have a view point at when it comes to Biblical matters. But what counts is that they care for me and I for them.
Most of all I have those 3 wonderful children who have at certain times in their growing years have thanked me for setting myself free from that organization so they, too, could be free.
rosalyn