I'll back up a bit and tell you of my relationship with my GF.
Nobody wanted us to be together at first. When her parents found out about me they took away her phone privilages (she was 16 and I was 19). Cell phones wern't that big yet so we would send pages to each other all day, voicemail style. Phone calls were still 20 cents so I could check it thoughout the day w/out going broke. We would leave about 20 messages a day. We would do anything we could to communicate with each other. When she would work when I didn't, I would go and talk to her her whole shift. I think this made our relationship grow. The more her parents held us apart, the stronger we fought. Things changed with her mother once i 'progressed' in my studies as mentioned earlier. This all changed when I got dunked.
I got baptized in Dec of 97 and got engaged in march of 98, then married later that year, 2 weeks after she turned 18. The wedding was a huge headache. My wife wanted to elope because we secretly slipped up (more than once) and she felt guilty having a wedding in the KH. Her dad insisted we have a large wedding and invite as many people we could, because 'it just didn't look right' to not invite people we knew. Now we needed to pick the people in our wedding. An elder she knew her whole life was going to give the talk. Her sisters were to be her maids of honor, but I was stuck trying to find people in my side. I gave up all my 'worldly' friends when i 'came to realize it was the right thing to do.' I havent' met anyone in a KH yet I would want as my friend. (still to this day) I was going to have my brother as my best man, but the elders said 'it just didn't look right' to have a worldly person as the best man. They didn't object to him being up there, just as long as he wasn't the best man. I ended up picking the guy I studied with first to be my best man.
As we approached the wedding things started to fall apart. My wife got into an arguement with her sister so she wasn't going to be the maid of honor anymore. She started to go down the list of friends and nobody wanted to do it. Her current best friend was a guy so that wouldn't do, or would it??? She asked him and he said yes. He was going to be her maid of honor( in a tux of course) No big deal to me, but to the elder giving our talk it was. He refused to be a part of the fiasco and backed out of giving it. He said it wasn't a traditional wedding. We argued that we shouldn't follow the traditions of man, and thats all that was but he said it would cause a scene and didn't want people to talk bad about the witnesses, saying they have weird weddings.
So now we had a wedding party but no speaker. BAH! The 'Maid' of honor and best man were brothers (physicaly) and their dad was an elder so we asked him to give it, because he didn't have a problem with two guys being our witnesses. Another problem creaped up. My brother had the nerve to start growing a horrible, disrespectful, aweful shameless....beard. Obviously God gave s facial hair, but it looks too worldly to wear so anyone on stage must be free from beards. My brother was proud of his beard(stubble) and didn't want to shave it. He didn't understand how evil it really was, but we coulnd't budge. We had to have the wedding in the KH and I really wanted him to be in it. So he ended up shaving it the day of the wedding(wheh!). The cerimony was long and repetitive. Same three-fold cord crap, and adam/eve story over and over...They forgot to mention the all encompasing rubber insulator tube (WTBTS) that protects and keeps us together. After all that, we were married and things could finally settle down.
We decided to go to my hall. I was being used in the hall quite a bit, running mics and vacuuming(woohoo!). When we both started going there she needed more and more attention so i started to pass on privilages so she didn't have to sit alone. They stopped using me shortly after.
We started to slip spiritually, so we decided to try a new hall. We didn't really know too many people there, so nobody made us come. We would go weeks between meetings. We only went to sunday meetings if any. My wife started to get depressed that she was going to die if armageddon came so we went back to my hall, where people could keep an eye on us and we would feel too guilty if we missed a meeting.
At this point, I started to look at apostate material on the internet. I was reading stories of husbands in families of JW who hate being JW's. They were trapped because they didn't want to split up their family by leaving the org. They just sat in the back of the hall, doing nothing. Wasting their life away. I got scared that was going to be me. I knew I had to tell my wife I didn't want to be a JW anymore, before we started having kids. It was only fair to her. I called some old friends from seattle to ask their advice. They all said I needed to talk to her soon. I also told them I would be coming up for our 2 year anniversary to visit and show her around where I grew up. They were all excited.
Things went on this way until our anniversary trip to Seattle. We drove up there and stayed with my 'wordly' sister. Things were going fine till one night. I wanted to get away with my friends and talk to them alone, but didn't know how to go w/out her. They said I should say we are all going to 'Hollow Man' because it was rated R and they knew she wouldn't go see it. It worked(despite an arguement). Me and my 2 closest friends went to a pub and discussed my problem over a few drinks. I decided to tell her when we got home from our vacation. When we left, i checked my cell phone and it said I had 6 missed calls. ACK! I called my wife back and she was pissed and told me to get to my sister's house. When I got home she asked what we did. She bugged me so bad I just told her then. She freaked out on me and left. I was 2 a.m. in a different city mind you, so I followed her. She just ran down the street until she collapsed, crying and asking how could I be so stupid. I got her back to the house and we went to bed. The next day she wouldn't talk to me, but she called her dad and told him what happend. He told her its just because I was spending time with my old friends and slipped back into my 'old personality'. I talked to him and told him why I didn't believe JWs anymore, but he just said we will discuss it when we got back. My wife wanted to go home so we finished up the weekend and headed home. The whole way back it was only mentioned once. I said i'm sorry I felt that way, but thats just the way I feel. I never talked to anyone about it again. Kinda strange. I just kept going to meetings because to me it was easier than dealing with the situation.
Gotta get back to work, more later...