I remember feeling extremely uncomfortable trying to convince people to believe the way I did even though I believed with all my heart.
But I felt happy at the end of service - I think because I thought I had pleased God. I was really sincere about all of it. But in hindsight I think it really made me sick inside. It's tremendous pressure - you are supposedly this person's ticket to life. And I really STANK at it. I am shy by nature and could not use "sales" techniques to persuade people. I hated the tricky stuff we had to do, like not tell people about holidays, etc right up front.
It was so liberating when I finally admitted to myself and others that I had hated being a pioneer and never wanted to do it again.