Oh, You Too?
When I started this blog, I never expected it to be more than just a place for me to open up about my experiences. Being contacted by former or current members of the WCG and/or its various splinter groups wasn't something that had even crossed my mind when I began writing about Herbert Armstrong and the financial, spiritual, emotional, and physical damage that he caused in so many lives. My blog was and is a kind of therapy. MySoCultLife.org is a big part of my process to shake loose the dark shadows of a doomsday cult that cling to my id / ego / superego and render me not quite capable of relating to a "normal" life. Some echoes of cult life are funny little eccentricities (like the overwhelming urge to read the ingredients on a packet of crackers that come with your soup at a restaurant, to see if they are made with lard); and others are severe enough to require medication and therapy to help control them (including, but not limited to recurring nightmares, ...