I used to say that exact thing: "Who shall I go away to?" Then I was talking to a client who asked me if I left my religion would I burn in hell. I told her no. But then I started thinking about hell and realized it didn't sound so bad. I figure I'm smart enough to become a trustee in no time, then I could become upper management. And once I reached hell I wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore; It's all up-hill from there. No more contemplating my own demise at Armageddon because I know I'm not good enough.
That's when I realized I needed out of a religion that made life so unbearable that eternal fiery torment was preferable. "Who shall I go away to?" Anything is better than a tortured existence enslaved by the WT.