I have to write this. I have to say it. I can't find too many people on campus these days who know of my experience. Everyone has moved on, and I have too for the most part, but I'll never fully recover.
Betrayal, lies and deceit -- that's the reality of cults on campus.
When university officials sat with me in their offices and admitted in private and confidentiality that there are cults on campus, but they permit them to add to the religious freedoms of students, that is troubling.
When these same officials write to the student newspaper and say that cults do not exist on campus, that is a very dangerous message.
The omittance of the presence of cults on campus is dangerous because students are made vulnerable, they are not educated about what a cult is, what to do if they or a friend is involved in one.
Perhaps more dangerously it tells me and other former cult members that our experiences in the various cults were for naught. In essence, never existed.
What does that translate to? Very tearful prayer, despair, anger, and I want to beat Satan with my bare hands. If satan were a tangible person before me right now, I'd beat him up, then let God send him to Hell -- no, something worse than Hell -- if that were possible.
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