Hi all,
I'm a long-time lurker, but haven't really been courageous enough to step forward and post...until now!
In all honesty, I'd have to say that the main reason I got baptized was to make my Mom happy. Admittedly, it's not the best reason in the world, but it's the truth.
I was 17, just graduated from high school, unsure as to what the future held for me and trying to help my family make it through after my parent's divorce. My Dad was an unbeliever and my Mom had been baptized shortly after I was born so I was raised as a Witness.
I can still remember the ever-so-subtle pressure exerted on me the summer before my baptism. My sister (who was 12 at the time) had gotten baptized that summer and my Mom began throwing around some very scary words that I've seen mentioned above already: the age of accountability.
At the time I felt like that was the scariest concept in the world. It didn't seem to matter to the members of my congregation that only Jehovah could read your heart and mind, but if you were past the age of accountability and unbaptized...well, they just wouldn't want to be in your shoes.