I got sucked into this religion when I was around 20, at a terrible time in my life and the JWs seemed so wonderful, and I wanted my life to be sparkly and clean and wonderful like theirs, I could not see that it was an illusion (or delusion).
After almost 30 years in, I am glad to be out of it, though I am glad for the good things it gave me, and yes, there were good things and people, the most wonderful being my husband, who is also out - and so I feel blessed.
It feels like the whole world has opened up, and I am discovering anew that it can be a delightful, lovely place without the gloom and doom cloud of Armageddon and Jehovah's terrible day of anger looming constantly over our heads.
It was hurtful, to learn TTAT - the truth about the truth - I felt so betrayed and used, I felt taken as a fool. I read Crisis of Conscience with tears pouring down my face.
I would never want to become a Borg drone again, despite the difficulties of reintegration back into humanity and society. (An aside -- Can really identify with Seven of Nine, lol!! When we watched Star Trek Voyager, her stories would often make me cry. I hope I'm not the only one who cries watching Star Trek, lol!)
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and now, trying out my new signature quote, lol...
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"May God, or the universe, or airborne spaghetti, or energies or wavelengths or frequencies, or quantum particles that somehow attract things to us, or telepathic manipulation by aliens -- bless you. And may you have peace and a good day. And if you are not having a good day, may you find at least a moment of something good in your day."
- Muddy