Like Sofia Lose, I grew up surrounded by JW family. But my remembrances of it are not fond.
It was okay (except for the meetings and beatings) until I reached school. That was when my depression really started. Being tortured at school and home (sibling), not being allowed to excel, no friends. The JW kids didn't like me because I was a 'goody 2 shoes', and the worldly kids, well some of them wanted to be friends, but ahahaha, RIGHT! And let's not forget the "Malawi torture nightmares".
The only place to 'achieve' was the TMS and assembly work. I fled as soon as I was old enough. I was never a JW adult, but if I had stayed with it ... I just can't imagine the drudgery and servitude. Sad, so sad.