Great stories...
I wasn't born in the "truth" but I was born around it. My dad was worldly and my mom was very lukewarm. She was the type, when she was studying, the sisters would show up and she would still be asleep and miss her study, she never took it seriously lol We went to conventions and memorials annually but besides that, never went to meetings. When my grandmother passed in 2003, I was 15 years old, that's when things got serious. My mom believed she would see her again in the resurrection and got very serious in the religion. I also believed in the teachings and at 16 was baptized. I began having doubts shortly after, due to hypocrisy I had witnessed. I faded at age 22 in 2010. My mother and siblings continue to pursue the religion faithfully and don't speak to me because of it. It makes me sad but I'd rather have it this way than live a fake lifestyle.