There were several things that pushed me over:
-The worship of the "organization". The "organization" was everything. It was a living, breathing entity that could spew fire and crush any who got in the way. Something always seemed fishy... Then I read COC and I understood everything.
-The way Judicial Committee's are held, in secret and without forgiveness. It never made sense that you had to confess your sins, anything and everything, to a bunch of men. Isn't that what the Catholics do? Don't JW's condemn the Catholics for that very same practice?
-The history of lies. Once I discovered their old books and magazines, it was only a matter of time before I unraveled it all. Their own literature condemned them, over and over. I became disillusioned because it was all right there. Then the denial of 1975. The Generation of 1914 that wouldn't pass away... It was all too much! How could I stay and support a religion that upholds lies?
-It also bothered me that "only JW's" were going to be saved. Deep down in my heart, I knew that there were good people out there. I found it hard to accept that because they didn't become JW's, they wouldn't be saved. It seemed cruel and heartless.