Yes, as a child, I was very happy. My entire extended family were dubs, and since they became that, when I was 5, I don't really have anything to compare with.
When I was married, the first 8 years were difficult, because my husband was a part time meeting attender. In 1970, he got the spirit I guess, and moved ahead very fast, and was appointed an elder in 1973. He quickly got many responsibilities in the congregation, circuit and district. That was great, and I loved that......but probably for the 'glory'. But in many ways, I raised the children alone, because there were so many meetings and meeting parts he had to be part of. He was the School overseer for years, and then the WT conductor. He was very serious about those jobs, and studied very carefully. I still think that's why he was open to hearing 'truths' that others don't want to see. Too many things didn't add up for him.
When I pioneered, I loved the first year. Very exciting. After that, it was pure torture. I finally quit because I just couldn't justify spending the time doing that fruitless work. I would spend literally days, without talking to more than two or three people at the door. I felt my family deserved better from me, than that. A good meal, and a cleaner house, for example. And a mother at home when my son came home from school. Three years later, we began our journey out of the Borg. So, for about 20 years, of my marriage, I was happy. I guess that answers the question.