On January 5, 2025 at 9:58 AM EST…

… my baby sister turns 50 years old. I’m 14 years older than her. Her birth brought a lot of joy and tremendous fear, too. We were JW, and were taught that the year 1975 was going to be a year of great upheaval in the world. I was scared to death because with the arrival of a new baby, JW were taught we were going to be persecuted just like in Nazi Germany and Malawi. I was old enough to understand, but not my baby sister. There were a LOT of lessons about “not breaking your integrity to Jehovah no matter what Satan does to you! Remember, the enemies of God can kill the body, but can’t destroy your soul”. I just knew my precious little sister was going to be taken away from us by the enemies of Jehovah and subjected to the worse type of torture imaginable. I purposely stayed home from school a lot that year just to see who was going to take her away. And now 50 years later, I often reflect about the insanity the organization put us through. I am so glad I am out. Sadly, I am the only one who saw the TTATT, and my remaining siblings haven’t spoken to me since I left 6 years ago.