Deep, deep within me sleeps the dessicated ghost of the "Dub of Witness Past" that I once was.
I was taught Watchtower Crap & Pablum since I was about 8, I was dunked under the [ha ha] "old covenant" baptismal oath in 1964. I didn't need college because I read AWAKE! magazine.
Reading your opening post raised the hackles on that dessicated decrepit ghoul within me; to think that ANYONE would speak openly of finding no joy in the D2D work! HOW DARE YOU!
Of course from where I am now this honesty is welcome, refreshing and fully justified, but there was a time...