The root of my anger is not the bs that is JW. The root of my anger is the damage that it does to the family. Interpersonal relationships are difficult enough without having to induce pressure to get married to a 'fine upstanding brother/sister' who turns out to be a louse. Add to this the impossible schedule mandated by personal study, meeting prep time, failed service, meeting nights (including getting dressed, socializing, and commuting), and no privacy (Sister Bleedsalot had her period again, so she missed the meeting. sad to be that weak...), it really screws up family life.
If church causes stress, anger, jealousy, and arguments then it isn't worth a s**t. When the elders came to my house and told me that my wife dressed too provactively, I was already ready to quit. I told them I can't control someone else's perversions and they should get a life. It wasn't long after that I quit. We ended up divorced later, as we were totally incompatible in life, but it wasn't the fault of religion, or lack of, that we split. If we were to stay together for some god, it would have just been a miserable life anyway.