Being raised a JW can be thought of as a certain type of child abuse. It saps you of all your ambition at an early age.That's a terrible burden to put on a child.
I remember thinking early on, "Why bother trying to make anything of myself, when I'm probably gonna end up as bird food anyway?"
I went through the motions of being a child JW, but I knew in my heart (or gut) that Jehovah knew I was just going through the motions, and didn't deserve life after the Big A.
So, other than getting off on the wrong foot, so to speak, I was never really burned by the JWs. That feeling in my gut kept me from ever getting baptised, so I was able to quietly walk away. I've been playing "catch up" in life ever since.
If nothing else, coming up a JW gave me some discipline at an early age. I've mostly been respectful of others, and know how to fake sincerity, which is the hallmark of being a JW (sorry, just had to throw a zinger).
I can't complain. I'm in good health for my age. I've got a good job. I've never been hungry, cold, or without shelter a day in my life. I've made love to some beautiful women along the way. I've seen the Mona Lisa in person (and Elvis Presley).
My biggest regret is that I've displayed some moments of unkindness to others, even on this board. For that I am truly sorry.