Was raised as a JW after my Mother started studying when I was about 2. Grew up with the warm fuzzy understanding that armageddon was about to happen any day and my non JW Father was soon to be destroyed for not getting baptized and I would be too if I became old enough to understand but didn't get baptized. You can imagine the head games it played on me and my siblings to be among people who were gleefully anticipating the day when God was going to kill everyone including our Dad. His children and wife were basically hijacked away from him, we never go too close because they even went so far as to say that some associates of JW's like he was, could turn on us during the tribulation. Although he was a much better man than MOST of the JW's I knew, we wondered if he would someday turn us in to the authorities (whoever that might be). He studied but just couldn't bring himself to the point of being able to go from door to door. He was much to modest and humble to ever go to someone's home and advise them about something as abstract as God let alone tell them that God was about to destroy non JW's. Everthing he knew about Blood Transfusions was what he learned during his study with the JW's. He died a horrible death in front of his whole family because he signed the NO BLOOD paperwork before having an operation and wasn't coherant enough to resend them when it became evident that he was bleeding to death. We were assured that we would see him again in the new system because he "took his stand for Jehovah" yet they wouldn't let us have his memorial service at the Hall because he was unbaptized. New System yes...Kingdom Hall NO. About a year later they started allowing the use of "blood fractions" which would have made him realize these people don't know what they're talking about and have no business advising anyone about medical procedures.
Growing up as a JW was a safeguard because I basically didn't get to do anything other than go to school, watch TV and go to the meetings. My Dad was a champion swimmer and diver and I showed promise in that area during P.E. in High School and was asked to be on the swimming team but of course that was tantemount to falling out of the truth in those days. So I stayed home and waited for the next day to arrive or armageddon to show up, whichever came first. Was told I'd never graduate but I did. Was told I didn't need college education so I went on to spend a year in Bethel and now here I am with grown children asking myself.," Hey....wasn't I supposed to be perfect by now?...Didn't the mouthpieces of Jehovah say I'd never grow old in this system ?? "
We left the religion after a perfect storm of events involving doctrinal changes, personal realizations about the religion, an emotional crisis from having lived under the constant dread of armageddon since childhood and the shunning of our Son by close friends and family while he was undergoing Cancer treatment shortly after being DF'd unfairly. Memeorial 2008 was the last time I was in a KH. Heard about the ransom of Jesus and Jehovah's loving kindness while the whole crowd of people who knew him from birth walked past our deathly ill Son as if he didn't exist. That was the last straw....will never set foot in one of those places again. Thanks to JW's I don't want anything to do with God, religion or religious people ever again.