Funny, I just got home, still crying after a talk with my mum, turned my computer on and saw this post.
My mum is still a witness, but she is not shunning me. I was just at her house, and we were walking the dog, an the topic was once again JW. Previously, whenever I told her that it hurts that my friends shun me, she would say, but sweetie, you choose that yourself. Tonight was no different. And so, all of a sudden, I stopped moving, stood rock still and poured my heart out to her. This, I had not done before. I told her how badly it hurts that my best friends will not talk to me anymore, that I can no longer pick up the phone and chat with them about my day. That I no longer can knock on their door and have a cup of tea with my best friend. And all this because some bunch of men in Brooklyn tell them to shun me. And for what? Just because I thought for myself, and choose to be free.
Dont know what is wrong with me the last few days, I seem to burst out in tears at the smallest memory of them. Sorry for such a long answer that could be summarized with "Yes, I am being shunned, and it hurts".
Viv.