I was about ten when my mother and grandmother studied the "Truth" book and I sat in on some studies when I'd rather be outside playing soccer.
As I grew older I fell for the lie that there was a spiritual paradise to be had if you associated with JWs and went to meetings. I sat on the fence for quite a while and even studied and made the meetings while going to college.
I got interested in a sister and she in me, but I'd have to be baptized and regular, reaching out, the whole works. So I got baptized and tried to be a good example of a good do-bee Witness. Once baptized we dated, with chaperons of course, and we got hitched some months later.
We celebrated our silver anniversary a couple of years back. But for a while I was wondering if we'd make it to our 25th anniversary due to my waking up and my wife hunkering down even more on being loyal to the WT.
If I was to say there was one thing that got me into the JW religion I'd say it was hormones, and I'd qualify that with WT's teachings and decrees that I put faith in and allowed to rule my body and mind--and my hormones.