I don't know if some of us will ever be totally free of the effects of being in this religion. It's like an old injury, we may be fine one day, but then the cold weather hits and it aches all over again.
I have been out for 15 years now, but I was a JW for thirty years. Seeing my JW family in August at my brothers memorial service made me realize that I miss them. My JW family did talk to me, but there were walls up, it was hard to see them and be confronted with the fact that they think I am less than. I also know the next time I see them will be at the next funeral.
I am happy in my life and so grateful to be free of this soul sucking cult, so I try to focus on that.