"I was a really flaky guy, but my winning personality had a lot of people fooled, er, convinced I was a good guy. It's not I was a jerk. I pioneered, I answered at meetings, I scrubbed toilets. I was really humble. Marriage material? No, but marriage and grand kids (not immediately) were expected of a young servant-to-be.
"My mate and I prayed and asked Jehovah's direction on all matters and many spiritually searching and confused young couples came to us for help and encouragement. It worked. We felt blessed.
"Nonetheless, something went wrong in this theocratic household. I'm largely to blame because being strong spiritually -- whatever the heck that means -- was no cure for my emotional illness. My poor wife. She really did try.
"Still crazy after all these years . . ."