I was pretty tough on some of my fellow witnesses growing up, though not in the classical sense. In my teenage years i watched my friends get baptized off one by one. I was always a good kid. My dad was an elder. My mom was DF'd when I was young, and I had the unique opportunity to distance myself from the teachings, but still stay close to the congregation, and openly expressing my doubts to my family. I knew all the dirt on everybody. I guess all the fellow Witness kids felt safe confiding all their misgivings due to my unique position. I saw their hypocrisy. Smoking, having sex, doing drugs etc. etc. etc. Then next thing you know they were getting baptized. I'd confront the ones I was close to. The coverstion usually went something like, "Dude, what the hell are you doing? I know you don't believe this stuff. You were just telling me about screwing Suzie Q worldly girl last weekend. Are you stupid?"
I kind of feel guilty today about not being more supportive and understanding of their position. Them not having any outlet to be honest with someone who could understand them, or at least feeling that way.