I know right now it's hard to see the end result. The stress, depression, and feelings of loss you have bottled up right now I can completely relate to. Right before I was working on my exit I was a mess - and that's putting it simply.
The good news, I think, is that you said your natural inclination is to be friends with everyone. That bubbly nature in you, once free from the stress you are under right now, will return - and you will have no problems making friends. I do understand the sentiment tho. I was also convinced I'd have no social network once I left the JW's and would end up a crazy cat lady.
Deep breaths my friend. Hang in there.
I am worried tho about you being worried that they will think you are failure when you leave. Undoubtedly, there will always be some who will shake their heads and say, "Oh such a shame" - but if you leave there is nothing saying you will be a failure as a person. You will just need to replace your old measuring stick of success with something new. A failure according to who's standards?
Anyway - I just want to say - one day at a time. And I hope you don't let what other people may or may not think about you continue to stress you out. It's the one variable you cannot control, and no matter what you choose to do you will never make everyone in your life happy with the choices you make. Right now, I hope you can focus on you. Making you strong so you will be able to get through it all ok.
One little anecdote for you from my experiences with leaving. When I finally sat down with the Elders, (I had told my parents I was done being a witness, and a few months later they ambushed me with two elders to just talk to me) they were convinced I must have done something wrong. It was either sex, or drugs, or drinking. I couldn't simply want to leave because I wanted to leave. I must want to go do something bad! When I finally convinced them that no, I really just wanted to leave and I couldn't make the truth my own anymore - their final diagnosis was that I was depressed.
That was probably true. I was depressed. But six years later the depressed basket-case they once new is pretty much gone. Sure I still get down some days, but for the most part - I am really happy.
My parents see it in me. I am a happy fun person to be with now. And any witnesses who happen across my path also can tell I'm pretty darn happy. For me, that's all the satisfaction I need. I made it. I'm not a mess. Sure by their standards, I'm a "failure" - but I don't use their standards as a rhubric for my life anymore. By my new friends standards - I'm a happy healthy person who's fun to be with.
My whole point is - hang in there. It's overwealming now, but just keep breathing, work on what you can control - and let all those "what if's" work themselves out as they come. Stressing about them now is only going to fuel your anger and frustration.
*hugs*