By the time I was twenty, all of my family had left, with the exception of my father because he never was a JW in the first place. It messed all our lives up during our involvement and for some years afterward, but we discovered that we're a fairly smart and loving bunch of people who were constrained and stupefied by trying to be a "family". Our breakup was the best thing that ever happened to us, propelling us in different directions academically and commercially.
Interestingly, we seem to have independently headed in the same direction morally. I see family members I grew up with as subdued, resentful and bitter becoming very loving people. It seems to me that being "Christ-like" need not have anything to do with being a "Christian". The crux of it for me was finding my disassociated brother crying and suicidal minutes before I was due to go to a meeting. I missed the meeting to help him, reasoning it was the better thing to do, and from then on there was an ever widening gulf between "Being a good person" and "Being a good JW".
After leaving I felt a weight of expectation; I knew that the JWs expected that any who left would be miserable failures. I think all of us feared that, and there were many false starts and doubts before we stopped believing it. I was convinced that it was possible to leave in a healthy, way, so I wrote about it.
Personally, the JW belief system is a large part of my past, and I would not trade that experience. I am glad though that it is gone from my life, which is now filled with psychology, art, game design, photography, and friends.
Two things that have helped me hugely are the books of Kurt Vonnegut, which are as lucid a portrait of Agapean love as I have ever found, and the work of Abraham Maslow. Learning to distinguish actual human needs from the artificial conditions of self-worth imparted by the JW belief system has been invaluable.
I wanted to let others who might be struggling know that it is possible to go through this becoming happy and independent. It takes strength and bloody-minded persistence, but it's doable.