I left because, I was tired, exhausted, sad, BURDENED. I thought that Jehovahs people were supposed to be a happy people, I couldn't see many that were happy, most were like me, or else had a fake, forced joy.
I thought Jehovahs people were supposed to be loving and encouraging. Towards the end when I lived on the same road as the Kingdom hall, not one person visited me in 6 months. Then when I saw a newly appointed elder at the hall and he asked why I hadn't been at meetings lately, I told him' because I have had chronic depression', he said 'Oh is that all' I didn't go back to a meeting for many months.
No-one visited.
Then I felt guilty and went back, I decided to approach this elder and tell him WHY I had not been to meetings since he made this comment. He said 'oh no I would never say anything like that'. He then gave me some magazines on depression. It turns out he had just been to an elders meeting where they had told elders how to handle depression. He never visited me even once!
It just all seemed so wrong to me I faded soon after and moved house.