Yes! To the point i was physically sick from dreading meetings from around 7 or 8 years old. When I walked inside the Hall, I just felt bad vibes, something was off. It actually nauseated me and I developed anxiety problems.
From listening to my dad rehash elders meetings, i knew there were a lot of hypocrites. That was a huge turn off to me. I couldn't understand why they didn't quit going.
Then there was a strange old man who regularly left bags of candy in our unlocked car for me. He placed them on the back seat where he knew I sat. My parents didn't see anything wrong with it but he smiled at me in a creepy way and made me uncomfortable. He was in his seventies and I was thirteen. They finally said something to him, but it was more along the lines of, she has braces now, so she really shouldn't eat so much candy. They didn't want to offend a nice old brother. 😠
I had to do my homework on the way to the meetings and rarely finished it. All those nice summer evenings, spent inside that eerie building.
A building full of odd vibes, odd people and some smart, professional people who seemed to drift off. It took being sick to miss meetings, so I was sick quite a lot.