In 1988, my mother converted to a Jehovah’s Witness, and for a while, I found myself drawn in as well. What began as a simple curiosity and a Bible study soon led to me knocking on doors and distributing copies of The Watchtower. Here’s what happened when I tried to leave…
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There’s no easy exit from a group like the Jehovah’s Witnesses
Finding my freedom was just the beginning
