Freedom Day 2020

Five years ago today, I began my journey out of a cult. 
I walked into a counselors office for the first time in my life and asked for help. 
I didn’t fully understand what kind of trauma I had endured; after all, it was my “normal”. 
I began the incredibly hard work of facing the reality of my trauma. I got angry. I grieved. I accepted. I healed. 
I then began to deconstruct everything I had been taught about God. Was He a God who only loved me if I did...
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Freedom Day 2019

Four years ago today I took my first step away from the cult that had held me prisoner for most of my life.  I had no idea what I was doing.  I had no idea what was normal.  I had no idea the lies I was believing and living.  I didn’t know what I didn’t know.  
Stepping away was hell.  Up until that day the cult had been my veiled sanctuary; a safe bubble where I knew exactly what was expected of me and what I needed to do in order to gain my community’s approval. 
What I learned...
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Freedom Day 2018 — Part Two

Earlier this fall as I pondered how to celebrate my upcoming Freedom Day, the thought occurred to me that I had never had professional photos taken — not ever. What better way to document my journey than with pictures of some of the things that have had the most significance to me?

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Freedom Day 2018 — Part One

Three years ago today, I took my very first step out of the legalistic, patriarchal cult I had been imprisoned in for more than a decade.  With one terrifying leap of faith, I reached out to a professional for help and shared my story for the first time.  I was willing to consider that maybe, just maybe, I’d been lied to about my Christian faith all these years...
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