My experience is very similar to the others who were also raised in it. I never felt good enough. Just before my mother returned to her home town and the borg, a brother made an announcement from the platform at the kingdumb hall, informing everyone she was coming back and to treat her a bit different as she was a little, well, retarded.
I remember my mother telling me this and how when she was a child, several of the dubs were always getting social workers and the like (before they got 'that' new light) to visit her at school to assess her 'mental retardation'. Funny though, they could never find anything abnormal aside from her I.Q. being slightly higher than the average. But anyway, she was labelled a 'retard' and being her daugher I must have been as well. That set the scene for both of us in regards to our treatment from the congregation.
When I was 19, I was in the same "Re-Entry To Education" course as another sister in my congregation. Her mother rang me a few weeks into it and said (paraphrasing here) "I never knew you were smart!" I felt 2 inches tall, it was nice of her to acknowledge I actually had a brain, but why did she think I didn't in the first place?
Hated the meetings, though yes, I too always prepared for them. Hated field service, though I aux pioneered whenever I could. I cannot recall one instance when I actually loved being in the truth. I wished I never heard of it.
Sooo glad I'm away from all that with real friends who accept me for who I am!