During the first 6 months of studying, I thought it was absolutely the truth because I had nothing else to cross-reference it with. And the scumbag that got me into it in the first place would not take no for an answer (good thing he ran out of time before I got baptized, otherwise I would have had to pio-sneer). The idiot wanted me to waste Thanksgiving and Christmas at his dump, and I could not refuse without "celebrating" the holiday. He wanted me to throw away my music--backing down only when he saw that he broke the "speed limit" only to get the hounders to collude with him. He would not take a more moderate amount of field circus from me--he tried to get me out from morning to evening every day, and then working evenings.
The beginning of the end was when he told me that he wanted me to move into the apartment complex he was going to be managing. The bait was $5 lower rent (of course, the apartment I was in was furnished and this was not, which was more than $5 difference). At which point, I started seeing through his mini-cult and told him that it would not make up for the increased time in traveling to and from work, the bad neighborhood, or that it would be a complete waste of my time to move again only 7 months after I moved to the place I was in. Needless to say, I also missed out on him going through my record collection thoroughly, having him intrude at all hours of the day and night to make sure I am doing what he tells me, and being forced to pio-sneer.
Later, I realized that it was ridiculous that Jehovah would count people as wicked that could have done more but did a sustainable amount. Needing only 4 hours of sleep--why were we designed to need 8 and required to get by on 4? Being happiest just above the poverty level--it made no sense. And what was so wicked about putting a string of Christmas lights on the front porch for people to enjoy? Ultimately, I was just doing things so I would not get hounded by the hounders; later, I realized that I would be better off out of the cancer whether or not it was the truth. At that point, I decided to start blowing off boasting sessions in such a way as to waste their time. And it made it much easier to go onto my first apostate web site on purpose and to actually analyze objectively what they had to say.