My best friend was studying with them. We were both in our twenties and at a low point in our lives and questioning things together. I saw her change into a better person and was very impressed. I wanted that too so I allowed myself to be persuaded.
But really, in my heart of hearts, I couldn't stand the witnesses. I hated their badgering about studying with me but was too weak and "polite" to blow them off. I'm imbarrased about betraying myself and wasting 20 years with a bunch of people who didn't give a crap about me and visa versa.
The friend would eventually change again, this time to a crazy person who needs lots of meds and who shakes uncontrollably. She doesn't realize that the choice of becoming a JW is what is working on her psyche and making her mentally ill.