This article is part of a series of investigations into cultic dynamics in fringe groups.
Reaping Ufology
Tag: mind control
Inner Child
Running my fingers over the scars, I close my eyes.
A Childhood Near Death Experience
This passage from my memoir "Cult Child" discusses a near-death experience I had when I was five years old.
TRANCE: The Cathy O’Brien Story
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Healing Yourself Heals the World
I used to harbor a lot of hate toward my mother. Let me tell you something. Hate only hurts yourself and others. It is not a shield. It comes with no solutions. It is fueled by anger and should only be felt righteously; such as HATING child rapists. In my mind the only perspective I … Continue reading Healing Yourself Heals the World
The Eye Of the Mother
This past decade has been filled with many turns in the bumpy road I have traveled. I have pushed through deep depressions and sad realizations about this human existence. I have absorbed and grown my mindfulness and ability to receive and give love. I have waded through dissociative disorder peaks, organizing the many compartments of … Continue reading The Eye Of the Mother
2.0.1.9 Outro
I have dissected new sections of pain which remain in the hidden spaces of my brain.
Skeletons Remain
Skeletons remain in the spaces beneath the pain. My brain becomes a seismograph of moving timelines and opportunities to rewind. I enter the dark caverns armed. This is no place for charm or niceties. This is a war to be fought by a single army. I am one with what was formed. I go quiet … Continue reading Skeletons Remain
Victim To Survivor To Thriver: You Will Do It!
As I have lived my own survivorship and spent the last few years deeply connecting with trauma survivors, I see three distinct phases of the journey. Victim | Survivor | Thriver (and for some, Advocacy/Warriorship) I think one of the most difficult breaks in the healing process is moving from the victim to survivor state. … Continue reading Victim To Survivor To Thriver: You Will Do It!
She Was Raped. They Made Her Apologize To the Church. It Was 1984.
What Buddy Cobb did to my sister was nothing less than abhorrent.
Redirection
I can be like a hound dog, occasionally distracted by attractive scents, sniffing successfully until something redirects me.
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