it was just the comfort zone they felt at ease in
Count me out. When I finally made the decision to leave it was like shrugging out of clothes that never fit right in the first place. The kind you are embarrassed to be seen in, that are too tight, constrictive, pinch and chafe like a burlap bodysuit made two sizes too small. Now I can't even read the Watchtowers without cringing at the thought that I ever bought into their crap. No, without a doubt, I could never, ever go back.