I know the trick of focusing on a meaningless detail. I know how to tune out, go outside my body. They want a reaction, so I know not to give them one. If the people shouting were going to hit me, they would have by now. I can see the fear and confusion on the faces of the fellow soon-to-be-soldiers around me, but I am not afraid. My muscles scream as I force my arms to keep the bag aloft. My hands reach toward the sky, knuckles white as I struggle to maintain my grasp on the duffel bag stuffed with pieces of gear I don’t know how to use. I can’t hear the exact words being yelled, but the words don’t matter. However, some names and details have been changed. On these pages, I share what I know about the groups I’ve joined and the ones I’ve been born into, and how I recognized the difference between culture and cults. This is a true story of my lived experiences. The first rule of cults is you are never in a cult. To all my teachers, in schools and in life: thank you for teaching me how to think To Mom: thank you for teaching me how to read If you believe the copy of this e-book you are reading infringes on the author’s copyright, please notify the publisher at: us./piracy. Copyright infringement is against the law. You may not make this e-book publicly available in any way. The author and publisher have provided this e-book to you for your personal use only. To receive special offers, bonus content,Īnd info on new releases and other great reads,įor email updates on the author, click here.
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