miseryloveselders - Loved your post. Thanks for sharing. Seemed like reading it was recounting alot of my life from years ago and I'm sure many would agree.
This religion man, it just............words don't describe some days.
Couldn't have said it any better. Anyone who has never been a Witness can never fully appreciate what it's like. Even the stories don't do justice to all the subtle things you go through, the shades of meaning behind everyone's actions and words, the paranoia and superstitions about demons, spirits, apostates, disfellowshipped people (the list goes on), the guilt trips, and the hard work we all put forth seemingly for nothing at times. Words truly can't convey the full import and impact to the people who live it.
I'm kind of an odd man out due to my age. Other guys in the Hall are married and older, and the younger guys in there are too young for me to relate to all that well.
I was in this position in my hall growing up as well. What was worse is that growing up in my old congregation there were pleanty of kids my age, but I was the only male. So you can guess who I couldn't spend any time with even though they were right there and all hung out with each other. And of course, you can't have friends in school, or anywhere else. Needless to say I was socially awkward well into my twenties. It's sad really...
Then there are other friends who just use you. They need a ride here, or there. They need help moving, ...
I think we've all had a few of these in our lives at some point or another.
Once again, thanks for sharing. I know it's not easy with your family situation complicating matters for you. My brief advice is to do what you think is right for you, and what you think you can handle. If you really want to leave, I hope you find the courage to do so. If you want to stay because of your family there are those around who might label you "coward", but I certainly am not one of them. The life you are leading is a very difficult road. I only wonder how long you can hang on to doing that before your strength gives out, or something happens that just pushes you over the edge so that you just can't take it anymore. Either way, you my empathy and my respect.