Boy, can I relate to Aunt Connie's rant.
I did all that stuff too - elder hubby, pioneering with a car load of old people, taking on the nasty jobs around the KH, etc, etc. My husband was out all the time doing shepherding. We moved to where the need was great, making a huge sacrifice.
Hubby's parents never saw to it that he got trained in a trade (because the NS was coming before he got out of high school - he graduated in 1970) so we were dirt poor most of the time.
My brother, however, was the shining star of the family. He spent 18 years at Bethel and was even allowed to get married while there and bring his wife to Bethel. Even though I was busting my butt to be an exemplary witness while holding down a full-time job, my parents always told me to encourage my brother and sister-in-law because "they work so hard and they are making such a sacrifice." Yeah, they had people to do their cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc. but I had to do all that stuff myself.
I finally got fed up with the pedophilia issue, inconsistencies in teachings, lack of love, and other things. I found an online community and built up a network of friends outside of the congregation which made it much easier to leave my family and congregation (and marriage) behind.
It wasn't easy to start over at age 45, but I did it, and I'm so much happier out from under the harsh yoke of being a JW. It takes courage, but you can do it. Let your anger motivate you.
Check out my blog: The Odd Life of Jehovah's Witnesses
I think you'll find some comfort and catharsis there.