Hi Tuesday:
Oh yes, THEY might think you will return someday. In fact, my poor mother has set her life to revolve around that day. But I can say that when I decided to leave, it wasn't with any intent of returning. What did you think when you left? Did you think you would come back? If so, why leave in the first place?
I had seen and heard enough to know what it was. I knew what I wanted out of life, I knew what the 'religion' had to offer. I knew it had failed me miserably as a child, and I would allow it to fail me no more.
I'll say that the lack of another frame of reference in life is absolutely crippling to a born-in. This is what makes it such a herculean effort to leave. It's like stepping off a cliff only because the lions are bearing down and there's nowhere to go.