I am a third generation dub, My grand parent have lived in the Australian Bethel since I was 12. I never quite fitted in, was never the good dub. Baptised at 17, even though my dub mum tried to talk me out of it, sorry mum. Married a good dub at 20 and regretted it for the next 11 years. Was no entirely his fault. Neither of us was what we thought. Divorced and Disfelowshipped at 31. Survived due to the support I got from my Mum, who as no longer a dub, and this site. Now remarried to a fantastic guy and living a great life.