I left pretty much after I graduated in the 60's. (never baptized) I knew I would never marry a witness, lived with my grandma while I went to community college. When I got a job at the hospital I moved to an apartment where I wouldnt have to take a bus for 3 -11 shift. Closer to work... safer too.
Tho I did date a guy from the hall once, just confirmed my thoughts that I would do better not married if he was anything to go by.
Met my husband a few years later. We will be celebrating 48 years in November.