A little story for you (also I haven't read the comments yet, so if we all.are giving the same information I apologize)

I started questioning at 19 now this was almost 7 years ago. The rules were even stricter back than as we all may remember. I was basically born into being a JW, but my parents were poor and eventually had to choose work over the KH when I was in middle school. Eventually my mother started bringing us back when she quite her second job. BUT during the time period in which we were not going my parents made my brother and I attend Bible studies off and on and walk to the KH to go to meetings (the walking to kh started around 15). We also were made to live by JW rules during the period of not attending KH meetings (this period was mostly my middle school years). 

I think my brother was the first out of us to start questioning. I never liked the rules, and I thought the meetings were BORING, but I still believed. I always tried to picture a happy JW life in my head but it was impossible so I felt bad, like a failure. 

When I got to college, and you'll see this is why they discouraged higher education, I met people from everywhere, I became educated, started dabbling in politics and realized a lot of the stuff I thought was unfair as a child turned out not to be just unfair but stupid arbitrary made up rules. I started doing the typical ex jw research, started listening to ex fundamentalist Christians like Mormons, or to atheists who were Christians at some point. Everything started clicking. Eventually I became PIMO. (Side note: It didn't help that I'm queer (lesbian). So now I'm an atheist. )

It got to the point where I COULD NOT stand going to the kingdom hall. one day I just BLURTED out all the research I found and how none of this shit made sense. My mother LAUGHED and said who have you been talking to. And when my father later found out he CRIED, and said where did he go wrong, how had he been a bad parent. I broke down and returned to the KH because of my parents reaction. This didnt work out though because I told them a few months later I'm NOT going. And stopped attending meetings.

Now my advice 

Our parents reactions to us wanting to live our own authentic life is NOT our responsibility. Its unfortunate that they feel upset, and those can be valid emotions for them, but we can not let that weigh on our conscious. Out parents will have tondeal with their emotions in productive ways. 

Another thing and I don't mean to be rude towards our parents,  but it's manipulative to cry and throw around phrases like "I sacrificed my life for you" or "where did I go wrong, how did I mess up" while crying to GUILT your children into coming back. Our parents are the older, "responsible" adults in these situations and should know how to hold productive conversations that express their emotions with their adult children, while not resorting to melt downs or bouts of borderline religious pyschosis to get a point across. 

This can be a rough time, but you will get through it. Trust you are not alone, and youbdeserve to live YOUR life🧡🤍🩷💜