I spent most of my life in the
org. We were taught that our purpose in life was to serve Jehovah. That never
really made sense to me, but it was still a purpose to keep going. I’m not disfellowshipped
(at least I don’t think I am), but I have not been to a meeting since 2015ish. I’m
now divorced, a large part of that had to do with me waking up. Since then, I’ve
really struggled to find a purpose. My purpose is obviously not to “serve god”.
I don’t even have a family to take care of. At least when I was married, I
could say that my purpose was to take care of my wife and stepson. I have a decent
job and have made a fairly comfortable living. But having a god job and living
comfortably isn’t a purpose. Now that I’ve entered middle age, I’ve been thinking
about this a lot and have been doing a lot of reflection on my life up to this
point.
Has anyone else felt this way?
What have you done, or am doing, about it?