Is it like this, or am I having a nightmare?
It depends on your mindset at the time.
Imagine having children raised in the "truth", and catching the end of a cheeky, disbelieving grin at a watchtower platitude, and fearing that you are losing them
I think this is a "faithful" parent's biggest fear. A great deal of time and paper is dedicated to teaching parents how to keep their children in the organization. For me, my daughter lived with father, and I didn't push the religion on her. This led to some torment, but then I was taught to make it a matter of prayer and never to give up hope. So, there was some relief, but it always came back. And to complicate things, I started feeling guilty trying to work on my own salvation when I was so helpless to help my daughter with hers. I would hear parents on the platform discuss the troubles they had with their children, and how they trusted in Jehovah, and how they did all the right things having faith that things would work out, and of course because they were on the platform, things did work out and so they were blessed by jehovah. Which made me feel even worse because why didn't jehovah bless me in a similar way--did he not love my daughter? He was going to destroy her because of her unbelieving father? Then the elders would convince me to make it a matter of prayer, and they would pray with me, and the cycle would start again. Whew!
Imagine the feeling of dread when my partner or friend raise a challenging subject; knowing I must cling to what I've been taught, or anger Jehovah. I'm even bloodguilty if
I cannot defend what I believe, because I would "stumble" the enquirer
It is a great burden to worry about stumbling people. My ex told me he wanted nothing to do with the KH because I was such a bad JW it had turned him off. I believed every word. I had to walk out of bookstudy when we studied about it being better to have a mill stone around the neck and be thrown in the sea than to stumble someone. I was convinced I was beyond forgiveness, and yet, where else was i going to go?
Imagine going out in service, wearing the face of a member of the happiest people on earth.
Because I love people, and teaching, and helping, I actually liked service. I didn't think I was pretending. I thought my unhappiness was mine, and not the fault of the society. In that sense, I was taught to believe that these were the happiest people and the deficiency was mine. So, at the time, I felt I could recommend the life.
Nothing is ever simple, is it? Especially not in the org. When I first became associated, I thought things were clear and simple. As time went on, it seemed like everyone was caught up in details and rules. They probably always were, it just took me a while to see it.