All the "firsts" you wrote here resonate so much with my "firsts" after leaving the cult of sunni Islam. 1.5 years out since I "came out", and just a few months out from divorce to the Muslim man I had married 10 years ago, thinking I was fulfilling my one (and only) role as a wife and mother.
You've put into words what I thought I was (guiltily, shamefully) going through on my own. It calms my heart (while also breaking it) to know others from other dogmatic cults have had these same experiences. Thank you so much.
Thank you for such kind feedback. I’m so glad my words resonate and eliminate the ache of loneliness as you navigate your new freedom and voice. Thank you for being here. 💗 You are not alone.
I discovered you because I met Rod’s brother many years ago while doing my high-school upgrading en route to leaving the very conservative Mennonite church I grew up in, and recently communicated with him. Even though my experiences were perhaps not as cultish as yours, at 60 years old I still retain so much of what was engrained in me. I still worry about hell because I don’t wear a head covering. I worry about my children’s lack of faith. I worry about so much. My life has been rich and beautiful in so many ways, but I can’t seem to escape.
This. 100%.
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All the "firsts" you wrote here resonate so much with my "firsts" after leaving the cult of sunni Islam. 1.5 years out since I "came out", and just a few months out from divorce to the Muslim man I had married 10 years ago, thinking I was fulfilling my one (and only) role as a wife and mother.
You've put into words what I thought I was (guiltily, shamefully) going through on my own. It calms my heart (while also breaking it) to know others from other dogmatic cults have had these same experiences. Thank you so much.
Thank you for such kind feedback. I’m so glad my words resonate and eliminate the ache of loneliness as you navigate your new freedom and voice. Thank you for being here. 💗 You are not alone.
I discovered you because I met Rod’s brother many years ago while doing my high-school upgrading en route to leaving the very conservative Mennonite church I grew up in, and recently communicated with him. Even though my experiences were perhaps not as cultish as yours, at 60 years old I still retain so much of what was engrained in me. I still worry about hell because I don’t wear a head covering. I worry about my children’s lack of faith. I worry about so much. My life has been rich and beautiful in so many ways, but I can’t seem to escape.
Has your mother left the church now?