Cried myself to sleep. Last night was the second time. I have been out for 20 (give or take) years. The problem is 1) I recently ran into a lot of witnesses, 2) I realized through observed conversation with said witnesses that my mother has started going to meetings again. I sent her an e-mail after I found out about the now infamous 7/15/11 Watchtower and I don't know what to think. She assured me of her continuing love but would't bring up the actual issue. She won't bring it up and I fear I will be reduced to a weeping pile of crap if I bring it up (or a screaming lunatic). The once fun and open relationship is now strained. There is an elephant in the room. The history of my life raised as a JW is soooooo long I wouldn't know where to start, but...my mother and I managed to take our once strained and toxic relationship to a wonderful relationship that now has a cloud hanging over it. I HATE IT!!! I hope one day I can tell my story here but it is so long and I wouldn't know where to start. On a positive note...I AM SO GLAD I FOUND THIS WEBSITE. I am getting therapy I never knew I needed. I've always thought of myself as a bit of a bad ass when it came to leaving the "truth" (or fading as you call it) but now I realize I'm still a bit of a pitiful puddle of misery (no doubt has something to do with my mother situation). I popped in to see her tonight, saw a Watchtower , then she was telling me about some old JW friends she found on Facebook and oh how happy he was pioneering, blah, blah, blah... My mother is the bomb!!! I just don't want the "organization" to suck that amazing spirit (her spirit) out of her. Going to go cry again, just remembered a wierd moment tonight. It's not that she's rejecting me but I have this paranoia... that she will. I know I'm lucky compared to most on this website and please let me say that I recognize that as far as my relationship with my mother goes I'm still very lucky but I'm terrified I'm going to lose it.
What the hell... here's a story. I was not going to meetings, living my life, WooHoo. I was dating a very nice gentleman from Chicago (I live in SC) I picked him up at the airport and we headed to a restaurant. Unbeknownst to me there was a JW family there. Fast forward a week or so... my JW sister-in-law informs me that I was seen "all over this guy" by previously stated JW, specifically the teenage daughter(who wouldn't know the meaning of "all over someone"!) and was informed that I should not kiss, in any way, my toddler nephew for fear I might give him AIDS. HAH!!! How's that for messed up?!?
I have sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo many more but the wine is kicking in and I feel like cuddling with my WONDERUL, saved my life NON-jw husband. (-: (-: (-: I apologize for any bad grammar or spelling or anything else offensive I might have said.