I was baptized at 16. Not because I wanted to. I told everyone that since Jesus waited till he was 30 (when he was considered an adult), that I too should wait until I was an adult, age 18+.
Yeah, that didn't fly. The elders told me I had no good excuse for not getting baptized because I was raised in the troof, and had enough knowledge to pass their stupid test.
Because my family was going out to serve where the need was greater (for one week, in Buttf*ck, Idaho), I was TOLD I had to get baptized, since only baptized witnesses could go, and I was told there was no way I was going to be left at home by myself, because I wasn't trusted to not party-hardy, fornicate, shoot up heroin, or whatever it is the Elders think we do when they're not monitoring us like the Gestapo.
My not-so-secret boyfriend was also going on that trip, so I decided to go ahead and get dunked. After I got baptized, my not-so-secret boyfriend was forbidden to go on the trip, conveniently. I felt tricked LOL! I do remember, on my baptism day, that a few of my friends made jokes about how the pool water would part like the red sea as I tried to go in, and a voice from heaven would say, "No, she cannot be baptized! Her motives are impure!" (my friends knew how i REALLY felt)
If I could redo it, I would have worn the skankiest thong bikini to get baptized in, and sans the t-shirt. Or even better, not gotten baptized. Though I actually would have been thrown out into the streets if I had refused, I know I would have. Because my mom's a beyotch.
So anyway, I chose to get baptized for non-religious reasons, and the trip to Idaho blew donkey balls. I'm 28 years old, and still angry about it. OH, and get this: not only did I basically just sell my soul to the devil WTS, I was forced to use the money I had from my crappy minimum wage part time job to PAY FOR THE GAS FOR THE TRIP, all of my own food, and for my lodging. The expression "f*cked in both holes" comes to mind.
My mom doesn't understand why NONE of her 4 kids stayed in the troof. Though my mom (who I think is fading) has never shunned us. She's still a beyotch, but I think her Asian attitude about family obligations over ruled the WTS shunning policy. But I do use the shunning policy as an excuse to ignore her calls (because she's still a beyotch). I tell her in a syrupy sweet voice, "Oh mom, I don't want to trouble your conscience or stumble you, and because I deeeeeeeeeeeeeply respect your religious beliefs, I don't think you should call me anymore. Beyotch." Oh, by the way, did I mention my mom is still a beyotch?
Anyway, that's my experience.
I'm not bitter.