I was faded for about 10 years. My mom shared the website constantly over the last few years. The whole come back to Jehovah rhetoric.
We had 2 other epic conversations in the past year. 1 about the trinity. Another just about what I believe. Then the last one.
The problem was my husband felt we should placate my family by going to the memorial every year. He felt it was right and this last one the new head elder talked to me and then my mom told on me and gave him my number.
I know I should have just told him I had to get off the phone, but I have been dreaming of the day I would go head to head with an elder and like I said I had just finished reading 1984, and my son was listening, so I was feeling like a warrior. I didn't stop to think of my family, I just wanted to be bold for Christ.
I don't regret it. I am dealing with the consequences, but I believe it makes sense in the story of my life.
This was inevitable, in my mind.