When I got baptized I did it with my fingers crossed (figuratively) behind my back. I simply did it to be accepted by the JWs I was hanging around with at the KH. If I wanted friends, I needed to be baptized. I was 13. I knew it was fake. I knew it was garbage and I never prayed and I didn't know half of the answers to the questions the guy I studied with was asking me. He still let me go ahead and get baptized.
I can see his face--an older man, gray hair; glasses. Basically someone who would be lost in any crowd. He would ask me questions from whatever book we had to study from right before 1975 and I would guess at the answers.
I just needed to say I was a baptized Publisher. Then I would have friends.
A pathetic way to be accepted.
When I went to college I never once heard from my JW pals. I was a renegade just for getting an education. That did allow me to fade away without being DFd. After that I never looked back and never went back.
BTW, I hated being in the "Truth" from when I was a child. I knew that they were wack-jobs way back then. If any of you met my family you would understand. I mean that. They are all loony-toons. And all JWs. I figured I had to be switched at birth. I seemed to be the only one who knew that the JWs were nuts.