Yes, though I was raised in it, I never liked it, even as a kid. The best time was just after the meeting was over and it was the longest stretch of "free" time til the next one. I did enjoy the getting together in a sense, did have fun "horsing" around and the more social aspect of it. But I always questioned and never got answers that made sense to me, even as a kid. It didn't add up. I believed and feared but never felt right about it all. So many decent people were about to die in the most horrific event in history and all these people were looking forward to it? Whacked.
My teen years were tumultuous of course, like any teenager. I hung out with worldy school buddies, smoked cigs and weed at 15 and was a bit of a ruffian. Cutting loose. I still attended meetings and FS but fought it every time. I fought with the parents constantly and lived a double life for some time. I became very adept at lying, misinforming and counter surveillance. Paranoid might be a better word LOL. How not to get caught 101. Residual effects of those habits live with me today even.
By the time high school was over, I decided to leave home and the "truth". I got a job, rented an apt, stocked it with some crappy furniture, food and of course my stereo and bass guitar. I left home around my 18th birthday and was glad to be "free", though it was in body but not mind, not yet. I slowly stopped going to meetings and I was busted for smoking and bad associations. After some kangaroo court elder meeting, I decided to cut the cord for good, didn't respond to them or anyone else from that life. I was adrift for some time but had decided to live my life the way I wanted, with whom I wanted for as long as I could. Damn the torpedoes, lol
It wasn't until years later that the effects behind the beliefs began to leave me. An early start but a slow awakening. Trust your instincts,...