At the last District Convention I went to (2010) I was sitting in my seat during the lunch break. I was listening to two brothers sitting together chatting in the row in front of me. They were talking about brother 'so and so'. They discussed how they might encourage him and personally help him out spiritually. One said to the other "We need to help that brother". It was really a very heartwarming conversation.
Then I got to thinking about my own spirituality. How I was getting less and less time in service. How discouraged I was because despite all my attempts, no one ever seemed to notice how poorly I was doing. I got to wondering why no one ever got together like that for my benefit. How come I'm not doing very well, am very discouraged, and no one noticed that and takes ME under their wing.
At first, I was happy to have heard their chat, but then I was really depressed and sad that no one ever tried to help me like that. One of the things that led me to leave the JWs was the lack of love and interest toward me. On the other hand, if I hadn't been ignored and neglected I would probably still be trapped in a cult with no future. So even though I was discouraged and depressed about it, those emotions were worth what I have now: freedom.
Chris-