Hi, larc.
I am 54 years old. I was an active witness from April of 1963 (baptized in 1965) until June of 1979.
I came from an abusive family; so, as a teenager, I found it far preferable to be in the company of the witnesses than my family. It was certainly better to be "love bombed" for hours at a time than beaten, cursed at, and sexually assaulted. My life was so circumscribed that becoming a witness actually OPENED the world to me in many ways, affording me opportunity to travel and to have people take an interest in me.
Of course, once one is baptized, the witnesss life is straight downhill. I was 15 years old when I started publishing, and probably suffered less neurosis, because of cult-induced euphoria, than I had as a non-JW teenager. The other teenagers in my congregation were at the rebellion stage and were actually lots of fun, and afforded me opportunities for something of a social life, which, as a shy, timid teenager with zero confidence, was a great benefit. But, for the downhill part, I went to college and was inactive for a couple of years; and, because of my guilt, refused to enjoy the great experience of being in college. Then I married a JW elder, and life got crappier and crappier to the point where I had what I believe was a nervous breakdown. Oh, yes, I had depression, low self-esteem, anxiety and neurosis (not sure about psychosis), and hopelessness.
After 1975 came and went, I got extremely neurotic and anxious. I was afraid I might have to live another 50 or more years and knew I was totally unprepared.
Bit by bit, things have improved since I left. Because I have the problems of being a woman without much of a support system and because I have a physical disability, life is still somewhat difficult. Jobs give me a lot of heartburn. Abusive people can identify me as a great potential target at 100 miles. But, all in all, life is good and keeps getting better. I am happier and more secure in every way than I have ever been before, so I'll rate myself a 5 because of my life as an adult JW.
Thank you for asking.