Hello. My name is Timothy Campbell. I have been running this web site since 1995. If you're wondering why, read on...

I was born in 1957, and at age eight I started attending meetings with my mother, who had just started studying. I was baptised at a convention in 1973.

I left home in 1974, at age 16, to work downtown. I figured there was no point in going to college. After all, Armageddon was just around the corner.

Nevertheless, I started having nagging doubts about what I'd been taught. The high expectations for 1975 -- which had every Witness I knew in a frenzy -- did not pan out. By 1976 I started missing meetings. I thought there was something wrong with me. Why was my devotion to the organization fading? Was I a bad person?

In the ensuing decades I studied a wide assortment of books: philosophy, religion, history, sociology, and so on. This helped put my JW experiences into some kind of context.

But it wasn't enough. For many years, I felt as if God Himself had shrugged His shoulders and declared me worthless. No matter how much I might study and pray, I couldn't shake the idea that I had left the true religion.

Oh, I could prove that it was just another religion, with many flaws, failed predictions and an overly high opinion of itself. It took me a long time to realize that my angst was a "hangover" from ten years of intense Watchtower indoctrination. My response was emotional, not rational. I could think about it all I wanted, but I also had to feel what I had been through.

Well, I couldn't forget how I had suffered from guilt and fear when I left the Witnesses. In 1995 I decided that my feelings called for action, and so I started this web site. I wanted to let other ex-Witnesses know that they are not alone, and that they are not bad people -- no matter what the Watchtower Society says about those who leave the fold. In helping them, I believed I would also help myself.

It was a good plan: it worked! Running this site has shown me that most ex-Witnesses go through similar crises. It was (and is) a pleasure to reach out to somebody and let them know that they're not alone with their struggle, and that many others have followed the same path.