I had nightmares about being at meetings or conventions up to 6 years old.
In my early teenage years I was very concerned that people would call us a cult. I found a lot of things odd and cult-like, such as the fake smiles or that all women had to wear skirts. And there were so many religions on this earth. Could it really be that I was so lucky to be born into the one true religion?
I was on the right track, but I was under group pressure from JW friends and there wasn't really any alternative for me. It was never the question "if" I would get baptized, but "when".
And all those "interested" ones were so weird. Not once have I seen an adult that came into the "truth" that made an intelligent impression.