As a child, I remember a married sister (husband was an elder), mother of two, giving a talk on the Ministry School one Thursday night. She literally had a nervous breakdown right there on the platform. "I just can't do this," she finally said, and left the platform. No one batted an eye. The show must go on. All these years later, that sister (quite elderly now), is still in the borg, still waiting on Jehovah.
My brother married a girl whose family was strong in the borg. The whole lot of them were bonkers. If they weren't on their meds they were bouncing off the walls.
I don't think I ever knew one single "normal" Witness, and only one or two that were genuine Christians.
Living a double life was the only thing that saved me.
[I should change my user name to Holden Caulfield.]