I am only a slow fader at the moment ( well, actually, the fade is pretty speedy) so i cannot comment on a total lack of contact.
But about three months ago, maybe four, I told my closest friends that I wasn't going to three meetings a week, feild service every Saturday, and three weekends a year at
Assemblies. Couldn't do it. Wouldn't do it.
This, of course, is far less drastic then an all out DA. So far everyone has accepted what I had to say and why I said it because I think they see the truth in what I have to say.
I know the day will come when I will not be able to straddle the fence. I simply cannot stay part of something which has so heinously misrepresented itself and which has by device and
strategy heaped guilt and dissension on the lives of so many who trusted it for so long. I will not be able to stay quiet. And so, I beleive my "friends" will at that point not be
my "friends" any longer. The more I think about it, the more I can accept it. The choice is theirs. No one who chooses a nameless, faceless corporation over a living, breathing, memory
sharing human being do i want as a friend. Somehow I feel, and this is strictly personal, that if I do not explicitly end my association with the WTS, I will become a sharer with it
in its guilt.
Sorry for the long answer, but I am at the point that mentally I have moved on. It was all a lie and any good feelings I may have felt and any sincerity with which i was fed these lies cannot
overcome the fact that it was a lie. I cannot give my silent assent to the lie much longer, and if being able to live with myself comes with the price of loss of friends and family,
then I am resigned to pay it.
