It was both the reason I stayed AND the reason I had the courage to leave. I will admit that when I get a "brainwashing" attack from my mom or mother-in-law that fear breifly creeps back in and I am in terror again. It may last a day or two and I may have bad dreams, but talking about it with hubby and thinking rationally again puts me back in perspective. Knowledge trumps fear.
At the District Convention of 2005, my husband had to work, I drove 2 small children and myself 3 hours one way to attend. During the final sessions of the afternoon talks, the brother on stage started an almost "hell and damnation" speech. He stated those that weren't going in service a great deal basically were going to be destroyed at Armageddon. I couldn't stand to hear his arrogant speech and I was furious that he would paint Jehovah so cruel. I woke up my sleeping children and LEFT. It was about 30 minutes before the days session was over. I was so mad. I had worked so hard and my faith was so "weak" , I thought, and here I was coming to Jehovah's feast for encouragement and being given condemnation. It was only 6 more months and one last try at a circuit assembly that broke me and I was gone!