I resigned as an elder in April 2001 and immediately stopped attending meetings but went back 6 months later to see if a fresh look at it would change my mind. Within a fortnight I knew it was all nonsense but I sweated it out for 6 months to make sure. That last six months must have really pissed the elders off - I grew a beard, dyed my hair, shaved my head, wore vintage trash to the meetings, refused to answer, and read the bible through most of the meetings and told everybody what was on my mind. No wonder they marked me.