I am sorry to hear about your childhood in the Cadet Org. I can understand why you feel “nothing” at times and others, an outpour of grief.

Living under constant threat and fear is unimaginable. Your mom tried to bring some happiness into your lives by taking you to the park, the coffee shop or any other way she could manage in the given circumstances. Wherever she is today, I hope she is doing well.

I’m so happy that you’re out and free now; able to live a life of your own choosing. Each day of life is precious. I wish you a lifetime of happiness and success.

Wendy, your tale of the girl who wanted to be a model and ended up as a cold chrome steel reg is sad and often repeated. I guess this is what happens when a person is forced to give up their passion and their dreams in lieau of something they hated and would never have voluntarily chose. So what is left to do? Lock away the misery somewhere deep inside, and turn that hatred outward.

Yes, and it wouldn’t be Scientology if they then didn’t turn around and say it was your own decision, responsibility and out ethics. Like they do when people complain after bankrupting themselves to help DM build his real estate portfolio. It’s they’re fault, “nobody made them do it”. Hah! Indeed, disconnection is a “personal choice”. I’ll keep giving Mike what I can to erode DM’s tortured customer base.

I am so sorry you missed a proper childhood. I am glad you are out Dollar Morgue. You dodged a bullet for sure. I knew a young girl whose parents were in the SO. She told me she was NEVER going to join the SO and that she was going to be a model. She had everything it took to do that except opportunity. I hear she is now an RTC rep and has the cold, chrome steel thing going. Someone said to me ” she never stood a chance.” Stolen lives…..

Wise words, thank you (and George) for sharing them.

That’s really good to know.
He gave me the impression of being really likeable, and to my observation people who are likeable are usually that way because they truly like others.
That he didn’t permit his affinity to be alloyed or desert you as a friend when you left the COS speaks great volumes beyond any words. Same goes for his son.

The impression I have is that he is will eventually resolve all of these conflicts for himself if he has not done so already.

Beautiful compassion DollarMorgue. I love this quote so decided to share it. You inspired me.

“How far you go in life depends on
your being tender with the young,
compassionate with the aged,
sympathetic with the striving, and
tolerant of the weak and strong.
Because some day in life
you will have been all of these.

George Washington Carver

Yeah. And I thought that the Super Power Rundowns were delivered to highly-qualified whales in the 80s or 90s, too. Remember, the motto of today’s Scientology church is “Never tell the truth where a lie will do.”

LOL!

Thank you for listening 🙂

My life was relatively uneventful – I think. When I think back to my time in the cadet org, I mostly feel – nothing. Not numbness, just – blank. Nothing. At other times the grief comes pouring out of me and I don’t know why. I believe I had it better than most, though. My mum did her best to make it nice. We went out to parks, the local library, and coffee shops (unheard of in the SO), and I received care packages from relatives and presents from my dad when I saw him every other year. Most of all, I remember work. Washing dishes for 200 people, cleaning up the dining hall and the kitchen, litter picking, taking rubbish to the incinerator, playing in the ashes (literally) – and being by myself a lot. I was in England, which from all accounts was the opposite of the ranch. Completely unsupervised instead of over-micromanaged.

I was once in hospital, too, as a patient, and I experienced a similar incident. The mother’s grief went on for hours – and there is nothing you can do to make the finality any better for her.

You said it better – service without compassion is not service.