ExElronComm
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Hi All,
I was the LRH Comm SNC Stevens Creek Org 1982 – 1987. This was my only post. I never signed an billion year contract even though the pressure to do so was almost unbearable at times. I was never declared and wish I had been. At this point though; I just don’t care enough about the cult to think about that part of it anymore.
I started thinking of leaving when I became pregnant and my baby’s bio-dad started beating me. He was part time staff and my direct junior. We had been forced by the cult to marry after we’d started living together. Luckily for me and my baby the sciencultist who married us had incorrectly dated the paperwork for the state and I received a notice a month later that the marriage was invalid. I didn’t pass this information on to anyone in the cult. That was the beginning of leaving him which also became the beginning of leaving the cult.
I had been raped by him and reported it and nothing was done except to try and make me feel that I was in the wrong. Then he was beating me from the time I was two months pregnant. Again I reported it and again nothing was done. We were sent to LA where we were kept for weeks until he was sent back. I was kept and severely harassed for many weeks more to sign a contract.
I left the cult when my baby was six months old. That, like many of you are familiar, is a story in a story in a story…as are they all.
Here I am 25 years later, after taking my daughter into hiding when the cult threatened to help her bio-dad take her from me. I came back when she was in high school. I always talked with her about the cult. Poor thing was terrified the day her half-sister found her online and messaged her. She hard powered off her computer and came to me white as snow. She thought it was her fault the cult had ‘found us’. With all of the years of hiding from him and them she hadn’t yet adjusted to not worrying about being found any longer. But then neither had I; again, story in a story in a…for another time.
Her half-sister was raised in the cult and is a few years older than my daughter. They are fb friends but haven’t spoken of meeting again, 20 years later, since one of their very early IM’s. She and I are also fb friends. It’s been strictly and online relationship for the 3 of us and we all seem very comfortable to leave things in this light and semi-interested holding pattern. My interest is that if she were to ever leave she would have at least me to start with on her path out.
That’s also my interest in being here. Now she’d also have all of us. I’ve lurked for as many years as there have been places online to lurk where there are like-minded people. To offset how disgusted I was at having to track him and the cult; I’ve also followed many of you online for many years. Huge huge huge thanks for being here by the way.
I’ve posted twice. The first so long ago that the site/board no longer exists and I’m many computers down the line now and without my copy. Have also posted once on alt.religion.scientology, now archived: http://alt.mailarchive.ca/religion.scientology/2007-05/10374.html Requested yesterday my name and info be added to https://sites.google.com/site/biglistthatleftscientology/home#addname
Have one current sciencultist fb friend. Someday her time to escape will come…sigh.
I’m a big audio book fan and have listened to and/or read all of the titles found around this site and others. Have listened to Beyond Belief three times since its audio release. I don’t have words. Much much feeling though.
So now…what the hell!! They found me again years ago, have been to my door more than once, both peons and white uniforms. They’ve called from countless numbers from all over the country. Actually I could count them if I cared, have them listed under $CN $SPAM on my phone and it’s a long bunch of scrolls. They’ve sent about 3lbs a month in badly used trees. Those come with a funny story in story in story. We have to have those too after escaping. It’s the laugh/cry thing.
Taking a breath… This is much more than I thought I’d have at this time.
Again; Huge huge huge thanks for being here now and for all the years when we couldn’t be found but I could find you!
I was the LRH Comm SNC Stevens Creek Org 1982 – 1987. This was my only post. I never signed an billion year contract even though the pressure to do so was almost unbearable at times. I was never declared and wish I had been. At this point though; I just don’t care enough about the cult to think about that part of it anymore.
I started thinking of leaving when I became pregnant and my baby’s bio-dad started beating me. He was part time staff and my direct junior. We had been forced by the cult to marry after we’d started living together. Luckily for me and my baby the sciencultist who married us had incorrectly dated the paperwork for the state and I received a notice a month later that the marriage was invalid. I didn’t pass this information on to anyone in the cult. That was the beginning of leaving him which also became the beginning of leaving the cult.
I had been raped by him and reported it and nothing was done except to try and make me feel that I was in the wrong. Then he was beating me from the time I was two months pregnant. Again I reported it and again nothing was done. We were sent to LA where we were kept for weeks until he was sent back. I was kept and severely harassed for many weeks more to sign a contract.
I left the cult when my baby was six months old. That, like many of you are familiar, is a story in a story in a story…as are they all.
Here I am 25 years later, after taking my daughter into hiding when the cult threatened to help her bio-dad take her from me. I came back when she was in high school. I always talked with her about the cult. Poor thing was terrified the day her half-sister found her online and messaged her. She hard powered off her computer and came to me white as snow. She thought it was her fault the cult had ‘found us’. With all of the years of hiding from him and them she hadn’t yet adjusted to not worrying about being found any longer. But then neither had I; again, story in a story in a…for another time.
Her half-sister was raised in the cult and is a few years older than my daughter. They are fb friends but haven’t spoken of meeting again, 20 years later, since one of their very early IM’s. She and I are also fb friends. It’s been strictly and online relationship for the 3 of us and we all seem very comfortable to leave things in this light and semi-interested holding pattern. My interest is that if she were to ever leave she would have at least me to start with on her path out.
That’s also my interest in being here. Now she’d also have all of us. I’ve lurked for as many years as there have been places online to lurk where there are like-minded people. To offset how disgusted I was at having to track him and the cult; I’ve also followed many of you online for many years. Huge huge huge thanks for being here by the way.
I’ve posted twice. The first so long ago that the site/board no longer exists and I’m many computers down the line now and without my copy. Have also posted once on alt.religion.scientology, now archived: http://alt.mailarchive.ca/religion.scientology/2007-05/10374.html Requested yesterday my name and info be added to https://sites.google.com/site/biglistthatleftscientology/home#addname
Have one current sciencultist fb friend. Someday her time to escape will come…sigh.
I’m a big audio book fan and have listened to and/or read all of the titles found around this site and others. Have listened to Beyond Belief three times since its audio release. I don’t have words. Much much feeling though.
So now…what the hell!! They found me again years ago, have been to my door more than once, both peons and white uniforms. They’ve called from countless numbers from all over the country. Actually I could count them if I cared, have them listed under $CN $SPAM on my phone and it’s a long bunch of scrolls. They’ve sent about 3lbs a month in badly used trees. Those come with a funny story in story in story. We have to have those too after escaping. It’s the laugh/cry thing.
Taking a breath… This is much more than I thought I’d have at this time.
Again; Huge huge huge thanks for being here now and for all the years when we couldn’t be found but I could find you!