***As
usual, multiple trigger warnings : cult-related stuff.***
Also : It took me weeks to ponder and let this topic mature from a seed in my
mind, to this particular post. I may have repeated a few things, and the order
may be a tad wonky, but I've been reading it over and over to try the best
combination, to no avail. I therefore leave it in this present form, which is
mostly in chronological order of composition, since July 3rd. As I wanted a
somewhat comprehensive overview, this post is my longest, so grab a cuppa, as I
don't wish to further divide it. (really, it's 2505 words long after the
mark).
If you
ever wondered why I write quite often about my upbringing in a religious cult,
I hope this will explain as I shall give you an insight into my typical life
circumstances and impacts I suffered as a result of this difficult childhood
and teen years.
The first
important thing you must know is that contrary to a lot of people, I didn't
choose to follow this particular cult. I was born into it, as my father made
this religious soup out of several elements, before I was born. These
include monotheistic and polytheistic religions, adding new-age esoterism,
and lastly his own bits of pseudo-wisdom.