I always believed I was in the right religion, but I started to wonder whether they had everything right when they said the heart literally was where your emotions came from. I disagreed as I had learned enough from grade school biology at that point to know better. My parents scolded me and warned me they never wanted to hear me say that again, especially not to somebody at the hall. It was a bit shocking to me. Here was an honest, intellectual discussion and my parents got stern and angry like I'd never seen them before. Well, maybe when I did something wrong, but for having an intellectual disagreement?
I think it was a few months after the first artificial heart was used that the JWs changed their position and said the heart is really spoken of figuratively. Hmmm..., I was right all along!
I also never really agreed with all the "modern day this", "modern day that" classes. I couldn't see where they got that BS from. I later learned that Fred Franz loved making those comparisons. But to me, they were coming out of thin air. I couldn't see any Biblical proof for any of it. It was like they were making this stuff up. Every time there was a new "greater Moses" or "greater Abraham", I just rolled my eyes and started daydreaming.
Other than that, I never really had a love for it. I hated field service, boring meetings, and giving talks. Believed it, yes. But I never had that fire. I also kept worldly friends and was embarrassed to have people find out I was a JW.
Maybe that's why when I read Ray Franz's book, I accepted it without much of a mental struggle at all. Sure, intellectually, the JW's were wrong and it would be wrong to stay. But maybe more so, it wasn't about right and wrong and finding what IS right to replace it. Ray's book gave me the excuse I had always been looking for to leave.