I was born in the troof and left it and most of my family when I was in my mid-twenties. I am now 57. And I can still get furious about my treatment at the hands of: the GB and it's stupid interpretations; my family for being so brain-dead; my "friends" who couldn't reason their way out of a paper bag. I did bring three friends, my ex-wife and my children out with me, though.
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Yikes! Someone who's been "out" longer than me!! Francious I always love reading your posts - I had no idea you have been out so long. It seems your situation is very much like mine. e.g. "I can still get furious about my treatment at the hands of: the GB and it's stupid interpretations; my family for being so brain-dead; my "friends" who couldn't reason their way out of a paper bag."
TELL ME ABOUT IT!!!! Admittedly 'the law of deminishing returns' takes care of some of the emotions - but it's difficult not to live in the past and remember the family as they were, pre dubdom. I am often totally incredulous that one or two of my siblings haven't thought their way out of the Org. I just don't get how they can subject themselves to it, year in, year out ... all this time (I left in 1979!).
As for bay64me, change is always difficult. Since leaving the Org, I have moved around a few times, including living in an entirely new culture. I've learned that it takes at least two years to acclimatise to a new life style. And that's a conservative estimate. It takes time to build up new friends, activities and hobbies to fill in the void left by the WT treadmill. There is nothing wrong with hanging out here obsessively for as long as you feel the need. You will cool off in time. When you are ready to move on, you will find the fascination less intense. Then you will graduate to a more moderate approach - like mine or Francois. BUT, you will probably never fully recover from the WT experience. You just have to learn to live with it - and work hard to find other aspects of life that fulfil you.
Marilyn