I have personally experienced the Agony of JW shunning from both sides: the shunner and the one shunned.
The worst situation I had as a true believer was when my cousin (who was closer than a brother) was DFed on a flimsy charge by a committee who was taking the hate they had for his ass#ole father out on him. He immediately sought reinstatement and attended the meetings. It was a horrible "test" on both of us to stop all communication especially since we both were going through bitter divorces at the time.
We would break the rules by an occasional phone call or letter all the while feeling guilty as sin. He was in anguish as he was a "People Person" and our entire family including his children completely cut him off.
He wrote letters for over a year seeking RI but the answer was always NO. At this point, he sort of gave up on life. He came down with what he thought was the flu but didn't go away. It turned out to be stage 4 Pancreatic cancer. Suddenly, he was dying. His grown children refused to speak to him much less help with his care. To their credit, his sister and BIL who was a MS took him in their home and told the bros if they didn't like it to remove him. They DID!!!
Now, as soon as I knew he was terminal thankfully, I too threw the shunning out the window and traveled to see and care for him. At this point, I didn't care what the consequences would be for me.
Meanwhile, this visibly dying young man once again asked to be reinstated. This time after years of begging the verbal answer was YES!!! He called me to let me know that it would be announced at the KH next Thurs. I was overjoyed for him yet he was still hopelessly ill.
A couple of days later he calls me in tears saying that his reinstatement had been RECINDED!? I had never heard of such a thing. What happened??? It seems the Ex-wife made a call to the committee stating he had not come clean with some detail of his wrongdoing and they took her word for it.
At this, he lost all will to keep living and died 5 days later still shunned by is children and the Dubs. No KH memorial.
Twenty-one years have passed and I still grieve.