I was raised as a JW from birth. I grew up in the Pawtucket, Rhode Island congregation, which eventually became Lincoln. When I left, there was no epiphany. I was just slowly going insane. I wanted a different life for myself. Looking back, I'm amazed I was able to walk away from it. It was only from living in normal society and learning that everything I had been told was a lie that I slowly became deprogrammed. I floundered around like a small infant trying to care for itself, completely unprepared for reality. I wouldn't wish my first year out on anyone. It's been a hard road, I got used by a few people but taken care of by many more. I made it this far, and I'm gonna keep making it. Despite my lack of college, I am continually trying to educate myself. I live in New York now. I'm a struggling writer and a standup comic and I'm actually starting to succeed a bit. I taught myself web programming so I could get a good job (take that, lack of college!) and I try not to let anything stand in the way of what I want to achieve. I started too late in life to slack off now. These are the best days of my life and they just keep getting better.