Friday morning, having latent Thanksgiving thoughts, I was thankful I hadn’t lost my own child to the SO,

At 15 and 16 they went off, children of the org, staff, field, groups,… off to the SO.

Families moved to LA or FLag to join or live closer for bridge sometimes, and some kids stuck while the parents bailed or failed, and I’m thinking of those, tiny tots and little kids, destined to be recruited by puberty.

I haven’t seen some of these kids since the early 80’s, 90’s… and too many have still stuck it seems.

I lost a lot to this cult.

But I didn’t join the SO at 17, though at the time I really felt in my heart it was morally the right thing to do. I overcompensated for years on staff everywhere I went.

…..

Someone who is really IN

they’re so far far beyond our reach, our every aspect and utterance negates us.

All those lost children.

but only lost to me forever if I called their names…..