Below are nine teachings I experienced while attending a church that I now call a cult. If you think you or a loved one is in a cult, check into my book, The Church Next Door, and also feel free to contact me.
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I can’t seem to get over the fact that I can’t please everyone. I really want to, but I can’t. I’d be lying if I said it doesn’t bother me. It does. I use to drive myself crazy asking over and over “What did I do wrong?” “Why did that guy give me that look?” “Why did she say those things about me?” Continue reading
I’ve caught myself saying this multiple times recently and it got me thinking. It’s an interesting concept. Crossing the line.
What line? I don’t see it anywhere. Continue reading
That’s right. I said it and I’ll say it again. I’m weird and proud of it.
I grew up constantly worried that I was different than everyone else, that everyone was constantly judging me. For years I would beat myself up over it, but I changed by coming to realize one thing. No one cares. Continue reading
“Throughout the day I would take breaks in between class and sit in my car to release my emotions, either through crying, screaming at the top of my lungs in anger, or singing (sometimes all at once) until my voice would be gone.”
This is the first time I’ve publicly displayed this dramatic experience my family and I went through. In fact, his is the first blog I’ve ever written.
Four Years. Continue reading