My answer to this is just go some Sunday and listen to the public talk.
You will want to kill yourself. Everything is worse than ever with no hope in sight. Stories of misery. Suffering. War. Disease. Depression. This last Sunday the elder was telling a story of who turned out to be his cousin who was a witness, wanted to go to a world party, of course she got drugged and raped, then spiraled into a life of pain and misery until she came back.
The persecution complex of witnesses is the answer. They have to feel miserable like constantly putting salt in a wound to keep their selves focused on the paradise because that's the only way anything will ever be good.
Life is so much more beautiful when you are out of that environment