So I took a nap and slept right through the Memorial. I came out of the bedroom to find my husband in that same wacky shirt-tie-jacket-pyjama-pants combo and I was utterly confused.
"What happened to the later time?"
"They changed it."
"Oh. I didn't know."

He said, "I figured you didn't want to hear the talk so I let you sleep. Every time I talk about the Hall, you cut me off so I've just decided to stop." By the way, that not true. If anything HE does.
I apologized to him for not listening like he wanted. then he went to sleep

I'm all for respecting other people's right to choose but I also believe in fighting fair.
How can he get angry at me for not doing something he didn't give me a chance to do? How is that reasonable? How is that Christlike? You write letters to strangers but don't tell your wife?

Instead of allowing me to express my opinion about a thing honestly, he stonewalls, makes excuses or quickly cuts ME off before I can even defend my viewpoint. Just because I'm not enthusiastic about what the branch is doing doesn't mean I'm not listening

I feel horrified he feels like he needs to hide parts of himself from me when I have gone out of my way to make sure he knows everything there's to know about me, my stance, my opinion and my flaws. It's not fair. Some days I get him. Some days, it's the cult's personality.

Hey, if you're reading this Watchtower, fuck all of y'all. Fuck you for lying to our families, needlessly ruining childhoods, protecting abusers, driving people to suicide and stealing money, time and energy from vulnerable people. I hope the courts tear you to pieces. #exjw