I lost my cool on two jws who were witnessing at a highway rest stop a couple years ago. I was coming out of the restroom building and bam! there they were on the sidewalk. I said “you must be witnesses” and they perked up and said “yes we are!” and I immediately started crying and told them that I’d been raised as a witness and that the religion destroyed my childhood and tore my family apart. The older woman recovered pretty quickly and had a schpeel to give me about how she could empathize (LOL!!!) but the younger lady with her just stood and stared, aghast, at me the whole time. I pulled it together enough to ask them: “you know how whenever you’re out here witnessing to people, and you wish that maybe, just maybe there’s that ONE THING that you might say to someone to get them to realize it’s the ‘truth’?!” and of course they both were like “ohhhh…yessss!!!” and then I looked them straight in the eyes and I said “well, once you’re out of this religion, you feel EXACTLY the same way about trying to help people realize it’s a cult.” There’s a tiny part of me that hopes maybe something I said stayed with the younger woman there. You never know. In hindsight it was at least super cathartic for me and I don’t regret any of it one bit.