I agree that some Witnesses are happier left alone in their faith. I fear for them at some point, though when their promised paradise never appears.
I'm 49 and have been waiting since I was 11 years old for paradise earth so I might never have to experience old age and death. I thought I'd never be old enough to marry, then never be old enough to have children, then never see my children grow up in this "old system", and now my oldest daughter is 19.
When I think of generations of Witnesses who longed for and worked their hearts out for that paradise that will never came in their lifetimes, although they were assured it would, I feel so sad for them. I know so many who have died never seeing their promised paradise. A month ago a lovely lady I knew died of a sudden brain hemorrhage. She was never a really active Witness because of depression, but she always had a kind word for me. She died without the paradise coming to save her from this horrible death. Or to save her family the pain of it. Her two Witness daughters and two Witness sons are suffering horribly from the premature death of their mother, even though they have their faith and are active in it. I can only imagine a scene like this repeated over and over again in the history of the Witnesses, people who never got their paradise, death came too quickly.
And yet they hang on because the date keeps getting moved up, or replaced with "soon". Soon was not soon enough for many. Even with the promise of the resurrection, these people still hoped to be that generation that would never see death because of their faithful activity.
I don't pretend to know the destiny of mankind, or of any particular person, but these unfulfilled hopes of never experiencing death really trouble me. If their faith can survive revision after revision of the details of the promise and the time of it, well, more power to them.
I couldn't live on revised promises anymore. It's time for me to have a life.