Search

Not the end

"For your Courage, Persistence, Determination, Love, Smarts, And Friendship. Celebrating 369 Days Back In A World Where Fluffing The Exact Anniversary Is Just Another Mistake, Not The End."


I cried as I read the note alone in my room. It came with a stunning vase filled with flowers of yellows, purples, and pinks. They came from my roommate from the cult. We were both celebrating a year of freedom after successfully escaping together.


It had already been a year.


It's hard to believe and hard to forget at the same time.

Recent Posts

See All

There's one that survived a cult. She still emails other survivors. The ones who have lost themselves or others. She works with the police. She documents what happens and works on her book. She does t

I spiral. I feel like I did when David told me he had cheated. I feel like I did when Michael said goodbye in the parking lot of San Jose. Or when he left me in the elevator. I feel it rush in my body

I buy kayaks. Bake brownies. Reupholster my chairs. I make spreadsheets and book hotels. I write out grocery lists and buy new clothes. I want everything to be right and ready. That's who I am.