It wasn't just a moment with me it was a build up of things. I couldnt take on board the ransom sacrifice teaching at sixteen. Human sacrifice always revolted me, surely there must be another way.
Being told at an assembly we couldn't study just the Bible with people anymore, it had to be a WTS publication. That rocked me so I asked a friend in another circuit. She treated me like an apostate just for asking her what they said at her assembly!
The treatment of women. An elder took an instant dislike to me. At meetings for FS he used to ignore me when asking for comments and giving out territory as if I was invisible. My husband, following Matthew 18, went to see him so many times and talked to him about it but he just let my husband buy him drinks and said it was a misunderstanding, then he carried on doing it. Finally my husband invited him to our home so he could confront me. He looked me in the face and said 'I swear in the the name of Jehovah I have nothing against you'. I remember going cold because I knew he hated me but he said that before God. When my husband went in the kitchen to make coffee he was vile to me again. We knew then most of the elders were liars and hypocrites. My husband already knew from sitting in elders meetings how they talked about the congregation and dismissed people who were in need.
It was 1989 and the Berlin Wall was coming down. All the papers were full of the news and they kept saying the words 'peace and security'. That was supposed to be the sign the big A was near but when we excitedly told the congregation what the papers were saying nobody cared. We started to realise it was all a sham. We DA'd that year.