it was a necessary evil for years...but for about a year before fading i didn't push the magazines too hard and would just read scriptures and discussions w/ people first...with no reasoning book type objection stoppers and treated 'worldly' people with respect....when i did that, i actually liked service and it felt rewarding and i did it on my own terms and people were really cool to me...i think they sensed i wasn't judging them.
but that's all back when i was under the impression that i was in the truth and just slacking off.
field service sucked most of my life....BUT, there were some excellent times when all us teens would be smooshed together in the back seat of a car while our parents drove us around on return visits and i'd sit next to a sister i was hot for, right up against her, it was pubescent heaven and got me through the rough spots....adjusting my leg has much as possible to rub up against hers, accidentally touching hands. yummy!