I did what Gumby did when I first learned the truth about the "truth". I told him everything that I had learned, we had some interesting battles discussions. He didn't want to hear it, but he could not dispute any of it. What he has done is figuratively "shut me out and locked the door." There are things we do not discuss. It's like there is a giant wall between us. I'm hurting, but have to hide it. One day I just know I'm going to fall apart.
I want to get on with my life outside of this cult to live a normal life outside of the JW's, but he expects me to follow Watchtower rules. It would be much easier if I was DF, because technically according to him I'm still a JW. We have what you would call a don't ask don't tell thing going on. For example, for Mother's Day my daughter gave me a beautiful candle that I put on the dinning room table. My hubby asked where it came from, I said it came from our daughter, but I didn't add it was a Mother's day gift and he didn't ask, but he had to have known. I go through this will all of the holidays and birthdays.
I'm getting tired of living like this. I'm tired of hiding who I am. Another thing, he doesn't know that I'm here, I live in fear that he will find out. Maybe it would be a good thing if he found out. It would defiantly clear the air.
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