I pretty much fell apart for about two years while I was looking at the religion through new eyes. I prayed my heart out for two years, begging Jehovah to clear a certain thing up that the elders and the Organization had perpetuated. This was supposed to be His spirit-led Organization so getting things right in answer to possibly just one person's heartfelt prayers should be an easy task for the Sovereign of the Universe. I could no longer in good conscience Witness to other people about what a wonderful thing that the worship of Jehovah is if He didn't even reply to a two-year-long prayer.
It was like I had ignored road signs and I had driven miles and miles down the wrong road. I had to admit my error to myself. That was a biggie. I had to realize that even though some of the people in the religion are good people that didn't make them right about everything.
But at least I know now. Better late than never.