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?