Hi
Your thread brought back memories, hope it's ok to share
I too was in a Christian cult, left about 12 years ago after being there for 4 years
Even though it's a long time ago, some things still haunt me from time to time
I got involved in it after moving to London from a rural area and feeling quite lost, the instant friends, activities and the chance of being part of something pulled me on, followed by brainwashing of their teachings with so many activities and engagements that took up all free time,raving little space to question things
I rented a room at the tile, and was swiftly envisaged to move out into one of their flats as the landlord was male and I therefore was living in sin
Literally all free time was taken up by the cult
The 2 things I truly regret are insisting not to work any Sunday's, which meant that my boss at the tome missed her brothers wedding. Not attending a Sunday was not an option though
Secondly, we were asked to actively try and get others to join
This wasn't my strong point, but one girl did join because of me approaching her
She also left, but I feel very guilty of, in a way, robbing her of a few years of her life
I started doubting the teachings, but leaving would mean giving up all my friends. During my time there I lost most of my previous non cult friends, as worldly people can't be trusted
I was told my doubts were because my faith was weak, and asked to do extra bible studies etc.
A gathering with some leader from an American branch of the church as well as his late teen daughters helped making the decision to leave in the end. The daughters had grown up on the church, and were close to robots, hard to explain, but like they had never been given the chance to find their own identify. I do hope they managed to leave and are ok. Would be so tough though, at least I lived in 'the world' before.
2 flat mates (all cult members) and I decided all to leave at the same time in the end.
Leaders told me I was going to hell and taking my friends with me, and the following Sunday everyone was told not to contact us ever again, as we would poison their minds and lead them into sin
The first no cult Sunday was the weirdest experience. Went to oxford street with one of the friends that just left, and it was the oddest feeling of freedom to be able to do whatever we wanted, but at the same time a similar feeling to skipping school when younger, not being where I was supposed to be
I think all my so called friends dropping me from one second to the next was the hardest to cope with long term.
Took forever to be able to trust people again
It's thankfully in the past, and the experience of being there, leaving, and building a new life up again has made me a stronger person I think
I do however feel disgusted by the leaders, who know very well what they are doing but keep on taking advantage of the lonely and vulnerable.
Sorry this is so long, OP
Don't mean to overtake your thread at all
Hardly ever talk about this to anyone and felt quite good writing it all down actually