But I didn't sent it to the elders, I fuckin don't care about them.

I sent it to my family who already shunned me. I gave them a letter with 5 poems of mine (in french for those who are interested).

And after the poems (talking about disappearing treasures in the sky), I wrote this:

Dear family, I don't want to tell you how I came to this conclusion, but you should know that I have studied a lot, both the Bible and the publications, in depth and intelligently. I have already explained my doubts to friends, and they ostracize me, as you do to me.

I decided to stop going to meetings, hoping that this would be enough, but everybody put pressure on me without respecting my boundaries, I was forced to express myself on subjects that burned me from the inside.

Know that the only cause of any discomfort at the moment is related to the fact that I am ostracized, which leads me to wonder if unconditional love exists. Don't fall into the trap of saying "you're unhappy", because I don't struggle with depression anymore since I don't have to deal with the cognitive dissonance that destroyed me when I was religious (yes, religious and spiritual mean two different things, I still value my spirituality very much). Your actions, on the other hand, hurt me. Deeply.

I respect your faith, and I wish my faith was respected; I have suggested several times to simply not discuss the subject of religion. Please know that if you wish to spend time with me, I will not attack your faith; I stand for freedom of faith, and I stand above all for love and respect.

Dear family, I don't want to be a Jehovah's Witness anymore, the baptism contract didn't make sense. Because I found many lies on the side of the organization (I am talking about the organization, not God, I separate the two), so I don't see why I should honor this contract.

Do you want to break off all contact with me? If you see any love in it, do. Years will pass, and my door will always remain open for my family, because I still believe in love, and I still wish to be exemplary about it. I love you, and I will greet you if I see you on the street.

Your son, your brother, your uncle,

Consider this letter as a letter of disassociation from Jehovah's witnesses

Funny how people are unfollowing my insta poetry account already. If you want to have a look , dm me, some apostate poems are coming soon.