I got involved with the witnesses when I was 17. My older sister started studying and insisted I did to and I always was very much under her thumb. My catholic father threw me out of home and the couple I was studying with and the elders would always point at it as proof that I was making the right decision and was being persecuted because of it. Once I was baptised I started to realise that everyone wasn't equal. I was silly enough that I kept right at it until I was in my late 20's. I made the decision to drift away. No one noticed I left. First few years I was more inactive then really out. Finally made the decision to get out for good. I am now (in the eyes of the WTS) a very bad girl. I am engaged to a very lovely guy who isn't religious at all, I have a 19mth old daughter and am finally happy.