I ALWAYS hated field service. . on Saturday mornings I would fake a stomach ache or something like that (staying in the bathroom for 1/2 hour just to "prove" I was sick). I was embarassed to be a Witness . .never wanted anyone at school to know. In elementary school I would make up stories about celebrating Christmas or my birthday just to try and fit in.
I remember thinking all the time "if ALL the religions out there . .why did my parents pick THIS one?"
I never studied . .only fake studied . .highlighting every other sentence seemed to work well.
As an early teen I would tell my parents I was going to the mall and I would really meet a worldy boy out somewhere (never did have sex before marriage though).
I remember once at the bookstudy the conductor made a comment that some people haven't fallen into serious sin yet because they haven't been given the "opportunity". . I felt like he was talking to me.