The anguish and the agony of having to renounce the life-long convictions of my heart.The surreal horror to learn that it was all a LIE.
I agree Danny. (Even though I only spent half my life in there). It is still surreal to me to look back on the whole ordeal with anything but anger and distain, which is more strongly triggered some times than the other, which I brought out in my topic this week..."A knock on my door and I'm still shaking". Encountering JWs--even the syrupy sweet ones who are trying to "encourage" you to get back to the meetings can still throw me into a loop of depression and then anger. I would like to think I am stronger than this, but I am only human and have been pushed "beyond what is normal". Thank you to whoever brought the point out that we are victims of victims. I agree with that one and this is why I cannot lash out at some of these like the woman at my door this week. She is a victim too. But the elders better not come around to see me this week--I could definitely say something to them right now and it would be far from "theocratic."