As for those who leave Islam due to anger or whatever, just like Jila said, I think they eventually come back. Leaving Islam because of "emotions" isn't bad. It just that one has to go through the reason on an intellectual level in order to cut ties, or else you'll eventually be drawn back again. Like the lady convert I knew of, she came back to Islam because her reasons for leaving was her not being able to stand the oppressive Muslimah life. She even said she regretted she hadn't "lived a little more" before she converted, she never partied or had boyfriends etc and for me, it seemed as she had regrets about it. As for another acquaintance I had, she left Islam after a couple of years living as a hard-core Salafi Muslim. She was no scholar or da'iah, but she knew what Islam was. I even heard that she had said "I'll do everything in my power to stop Islam in this country". Obviously, she ain't coming back.
@lua: Ummah.com is a typical representation of mainstream orthodox Islam. Women suffer in silence, and are told to stfup if they ever voice their concerns (by men of course). The saddest part is that despite living lives I wouldn't even call real living, they continue because of this stupid idea that it is the "right" thing. They don't dear look through the other side, look through the crack in the door and change their lives.
Like Inception's mom, most women thing and feel like that in secret. They won't admit it, because they feel guilt to even thing about it.
I just try to think back at the moment when I just couldn't stand it more. During the last three years I had pushed down every single doubt, every single though, every strain of reasoning, that I knew would lead me down the rabbits hole. I pushed it down the hardest I could, and ignored the fact that sooner or later I would explode. And it did explode, it exploded first time with the "female circumcision" incident, and then the stoning-apes-hadeeth was the final blow and I was down. And then it was over. I had already gone through it, I just had to admit to myself what I already knew. But the thing that actually made me vulnerable with no "Imaan"-protection or anything, was that I started to miss normal things in life that weren't available for me as a Muslim. ---> Romance, equality in a relationship, sun in my face and wind in my hair, eating a fucking ice cream without getting half of it on the niqab....
Today I sat in the sun eating yummy ice cream and enjoying my day with the kiddo. No people staring at me, no discomfort for all the redundant cloth around me, no worries about salah this or that. I was just living my life in peace...
Anyway, sorry for going off topic, but all this is connected in one way or another in my head. Don't know if you get any of it