There is an another organization that resembles this. It also uses an central figure, everyone uses the same literature emenating from one location. While the central figure dictates one thing an reader narrates from the text. This is often followed by an question and answer session. It's called the public school system. This is basic education in play. Peer pressure is also everywhere. Do JW's teach the truth? Of course not. The school's often do not as well. Revisionist history is also an lie, yet taught as fact. Nothing as of yet is fully understood or will be. What does one do? Learn! All you can! Then make your own reasonable and educated decision. Topics such as this are good, they get people thinking.
I grew up in this religion. Finding some hidden agenda to justify your leaving is pointless. Sure it will make it easier to explain to family that are pressuring you. The thing is, it is pointless. My epiphany occured several years after leaving. The internet did not exist and there was not an convenient source for info such as this. Anywho, while in DC we went to the Smithsonian. After many years of being drilled with lies regarding the fossil record, there it was. Truth! You see, for my entire youth I was told that they only had bit's and pieces of bones. I remember hearing/reading how they took jaw bones and fake skulls to create the caveman. From that they fabricated the fossil record and of course evolution. Bullshit! As I walked around the corner at the Smith, I came upon this booth. It was the size of an two car garage. The woman sitting inside had before her an pile. No, an massive pile, of skulls. Hundreds of them. The part that hit me so hard was that most were missing the jaw. The skulls themselves were either complete or close enough. For years until this point I had conceded, deep down, my life was an waste. I could not live in that religion. At the same time I would one day die, as I knew the truth, yet chose to not live by it. On that day I started my real journey to truth! I hope those that are struggling can find the same.
All that said. Several more years later, reality. Even though I no longer believed in god. Even though I viewed religion and the bible as an joke. I stood on an balcony praying, why!!!!! Why? I really don't know. Best I can figure is that I relapsed into something that was drilled into me as well as covering my bases. You see, after close to an month of hospitalization, my mother was dieing. An blood transfusion would save her. In spite of all the crap the society tells you about blood alternatives, the Dr's would not touch her without blood. Two hospital's and several Dr's. No blood, no surgery. I chose to respect her wishes. She died. That was ten years ago, I think respecting her wish was the best choice for her. Getting the surgery would have been best for me. You can only make decisions with the information that you have at the time. Make the best of it and learn as much as you can.