Something Was Wrong - S5 E9: Let the Dead Bury the Dead | Rachel

Episode Date: August 20, 2020

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wasn't doing what he needs to change his behavior, he could be hate what he was doing, but still do it. And I realized, it came to the point where I realized that I wasn't safe being around him. It was no longer a matter of, did he care or did he love us or did he feel sorry? It was regardless of whether he does or not, he's not a safe person to be around. And I think that's where the that's where the tables are turning in our brains of like, we need to get out. You don't know me well You think I know me well You don't know me well

Let it all Let it all Let it all Let it all Let it all Let it all It doesn't matter the intention anymore. The impact is what matters. Yes, and the intention was so big growing up, like my mother never let us be angry with my dad. Like he would have just like screamed at it. Like I remember one time, like after we'd moved

to that tiny fishing village and he got me a dog after years of me asking to get a dog. And the problem was when the dog would like get on his nerves, he would beat the dog and that dog was my baby. And I felt such shame and horror because I always felt like I would never let the people I love and my children go through that, but I felt like my dog, which was kind of my child, even though I was only 11. And I remember just being so, it's, what, it's so horrific and traumatic.

And I remember just being so angry and bawling to my mother, you know, my mother went and screamed at him. I was like, you can't do that. And I was bawling us. Just said, I'm so angry. I hate him. She's like, no, you don't get to say that. You have to forgive him. And she would like stay with you and bug you until you said the words. God, I forgive my dad. Blah, blah, blah, blah. And it was like, that's how you change him. You don't, you know, you can't get mad at him. You can't call him. He was just have to pray that God changes him's how you change him. You can't get mad if you can't call him, and you just have to pray that God changes him and God will change him.

Well, God never fucking did, so I don't know what to say to that. That became the thing of like, you will yell and scream at him, but you will never actually do what you need to protect us. And that was the hard part, you know? And I think part of my autistic brain noticed patterns very strongly growing up very quickly and so people always they they would say that I had the spirit of prophecy growing up Like I was or I had this I'm not the spirit the spiritual gift of prophecy

But I think a lot of that was I saw the patterns in people and so because I saw patterns I could predict What they were gonna do and I took me a very long time to understand it because I saw patterns I could predict what they were going to do. And I took me a very long time to understand it because I was like, I don't understand how to interact with people, but I always can suss out someone's true intentions. You know, like I always knew when someone was danger. And you know, part of that is the environment I grew up with, but I think part of that was also the, I can see that your actions, you know, your action right now reminds me of my dad when he's acting like this

and that means you're dangerous to me, even though one of the few people that I was able to make friends with that was completely outside of our circle. And she stood up for me when friends were, when other people were making fun of me for whatever. Like, and I had just turned 12. I was waiting for her to come pick me up so we could go to our youth group together because we always walk down to it and she didn't come. And my parents walked into the room and they said,

Shannon's dead. And I said, what? And they said said Shannon's dead. I said what? And they said Shannon's dead. And I just remember like there was none of the hysterics or whatever. I was just so like shocked. I just said how like what happened? And they said basically that her mom and founder in her bed and that they think she committed suicide. And it was presented as a suicide in the papers, but it came out later that the drug she was taking, she'd actually choked on them and died. But it was announced that she committed suicide. Even at that young age, you know, and instantly it was, you got so comfortable with her and you liked her so

much that you didn't want to push her away and so you never told her about Jesus and now she's committed suicide. She's gone to hell and it's your fault. Like I lost myself like as much as the 12-year-old can have found themselves before that but I sunk into like the worst depression of my life. I became suicidal. I was hurting myself. My sister-in-law will tell me around that time she did not want to leave me alone in her room because she didn't know what I was going to do to myself.

And my parents were just so put out with the fact that I just couldn't get over it. I remember at one point, I'd gone out to dinner with my dad and I was opening up to him and being like really honest about how hard it had been and how much I missed her. And he goes, well, you guys weren't really that close. And I remember just being shocked because yeah, we weren't actually that close

as close as normal friends are, but to me, someone who never had a friend, that was the closest friend I'd ever had. He basically was like, yeah, like you guys weren't that close, I don't understand why it's such a big deal. And that was the point where I stopped talking to my dad. Like me, my dad were like best friends. Aside from whatever else it happened, like me and him were best friends growing up. To the point where I think I became the companion that my mother was supposed to have been like in a normal marriage.

I think he put so much, I don't even, I don't wanna use the word emotional incest, but it had a tinge of that where it was like, I became for him what his wife should have been an emotionally for him. And when I basically was out of commission after my friend died, he was just so peeved that I wasn't on board anymore and I wasn't like what I used to be. And I mean one time I mean I was so angry, I was like, one time, I mean, I was so angry, I was like, angry at God, I was angry at everything.

I didn't know what I believed. And he had gathered all the family and wanted us all to pray together. And I was so angry and I was like, I'm not gonna pray. No, I was like, I don't wanna talk to him. And he lashed out. He was like, your attitude is so awful. You don't care about these people who are going to hell.

You don't care about anyone else but yourself. And like, these people are dying every day. And you don't care. You are the most selfish, like ugly person I've ever met. And like, basically saying like I was the worst creature on the face of the earth. And then grounded me and sent me to my room. And I was stuck there for the rest of the night

with no dinner, because I wouldn't pray. Right after your friend had... Yeah. Wow. How old was your friend? She... I had just turned 12 and her birthday was a couple days later. I'm so sorry.

Yeah. It was listed as the youngest suicide to ever happen in Scotland. And it's not, it wasn't a suicide, but you know, that's what they listed it as. So later they determined that she was actually just trying to take a, it was an accidental overdose. So what happened was she took a pill and the pill that stuck in her throat, she suffocated. But the papers ran before like the official report came out that you know she had committed suicide. And then that was like there I think her family

actually took the actually like start taking legal action to stop people like saying that it was a suicide. Like they started like suing papers and stuff because it wasn't that's not what happened. But I, yeah, I've never felt like such loss in my life. And then such like, people were frustrated that I wouldn't just like hurry up and get better. And I never did. Like I became a completely different person after that.

And my father was pissed that I wasn't available for him anymore. It felt like. And around that time, I think because my father had latched on to me so hard, my mother noticed that, and so my mother started attacking me for everything. I think I became the epitome of my father to her and I think she also was very jealous and very threatened by our relationship. She would always talk about me trying to steal her authority or trying to steal her place.

Like I think at some point, like I was sitting at the other head of the table for some reason, like not even thinking about it and she flipped out because I was trying to take the place as the mother and like people, like I developed early, you know, I was 13 but I the place as the mother and like people like I developed early You know, I was 13 but I probably looked more like an 18 year old But people would mistake me for my father's wife all the time and they would mistake me for like the mother of my Baby brother and that pissed my mom off to no end and I think

She legitimately like saw me as a threat And so not only was I dealing with all of this other stuff and all the other abuse and whatnot, my mother was now coming for me constantly. And her, my dad were fighting, so it felt like my dad latched onto me even more. So then when my friend died, like my dad treated it as like a personal betrayal to him. Like the fact that I couldn't be there for him, like I was or that I wasn't interested in church anymore. Like he was like it was a betrayal to him. That's so abusive and the fact that he said you guys weren't even that close. It's almost like a jealous statement or a brushing away of your feelings like the amount of fucked up. That is I don't even know how to compute. It was insanity. Some of it felt very calculated and I think some of it was

him speaking out of his own like hurt of like, I don't have this person anymore. I'm like, I'm your child. I'm supposed to be able to depend on you, but you're mad because you can't depend on me anymore. Yeah, it's that parenthofication that making children into adults. And also, I've heard, I don't know if you're familiar with the term, serigate spouse. Yes. I think it typically can happen with like when a spouse passes away and their oldest child becomes more like a spouse slash peer. But it sounds like because your parents' marriage was so divided at times and your dad became so emotionally attached

to you versus her. It created this whole other level of unnecessary pressure and responsibility and shame put on you that you had no control over. Yeah. And then it became a thing that my parents fought over because my mom would be so cold and lash out at me all the time because I think she felt so threatened by what was going on. And of course, my dad would see that and be like, why are you attacking her? And would lash out at her. And again, this is when the, this is when stuff with Rebecca got really bad because me

and Rebecca were clashing like crazy. And my mother, I think, being so put out by my father and my relationship saw mine and Rebecca's relationship as a microcosm of that. And so, to me, Rebecca denies this now. And I was so wrapped up at the time, Lord knows if it's true or not.

But to me, it felt like Rebecca was, had seen how protective mom was of her, and would get me in trouble like Rebecca was, had seen how protective mom was of her and would get me in trouble whenever she could, which she was like four or five so she probably was nowhere near as maniacals I thought she was. But at the time, it really felt like that. And so- It felt like another person against you.

Yes. And I think really in reality our parents were pitting us against each other in their fight against each other in their fight against each other. And uh, everything, anything that I did, my mother would attack. I felt like I couldn't breathe, you know, and I'm like, just like starting to develop. I've just got my period. My friends just died. Like, like, that's a hard time to go through a side from anything else. Like when you're changing, you're going through puberty.

Absolutely. Everything, it just felt like everything was against me. And I've always had very bad dreams my entire life, but like I began having like incredibly horrific dreams that I still remember to this day. And I became very withdrawn. I think for like six months, I didn't go outside the house. I wouldn't talk to anyone else. Like they began to like they would refer to me as like the stone princess, like the ice princess because I just had, it became so much that I shut down everything and nothing bothered me anymore.

But I didn't enjoy anything anymore either. It became, like I didn't even realize how much I shut off until like I turned it back on. And then it was like, oh holy crap, I literally have just not felt anything for years. And that's how I got through this. Because when I would think about it, I was like, how did I survive all of this stuff?

I'm like, oh yeah, I just pretended it wasn't happening. I used to have this exercise where I would, basically I would like, talk myself through, like I would visualize myself as a stone, but basically like stone-stone cry, like I would visualize myself as a stone. But basically, like, stones don't cry, stones don't feel anything, like stones don't feel cold, stones don't feel pain. And so I could basically like mind control my way out of feeling bad about something. Wow. What if you were trafficked into a cult over shot nine times, or fell in love with a vampire,

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And after a while, I think they felt like, well, we have to go to church at some point because our kids are gonna get the wrong idea. So we started trying all these little churches around the area and it kind of became this game that me and my dad did after each time. It was like, okay, like, you know, did you like the church or like, no, I didn't. And then we talk about it. And my mom, it get really angry because she was like, you guys are criticizing all these different churches and whatnot. And that became like a big sticking point with them. But I remember we were at this one church that I actually really liked and it was in a

town called Dornach or Dornach, if you want to get technical with the pronunciation. And I really liked the people there. And they were on the smaller side and their youth group would kind of like the Sunday school thing where you were there for worship and then you left afterwards before the sermon started. And after a couple of weeks of being there, my parents said, well, they switch out youth leaders. So it was like, I think there are like three people they switched with and each person would do it like one Sunday. And our father was like, well, we found out that one of them is divorced. And we don't believe he should be in any type of leadership in the church because he is divorced. So you're not allowed to go to Sunday school when that's happening. You know, we need to make a statement.

And I really liked the guy that they were talking about. And I thought awful, but every single time that he was leading it, it was like we'd all the kids would get up like usual and our family would just have to sit there, you know, so that he would know that we didn't approve. And we came to found out, I think we were there for like six months and then we stopped going found out afterwards. My parents got it wrong. That guy wasn't even the one that got divorced.

It was one of the church elders that they were sitting there that they were friends with, which now looking back I'm like, why did it even matter that he was divorced? But I don't know, it just made me feel so sad because I was like, we made that guy feel like shit for nothing, even if you did fall along with what my parents believed. And they were mad that the church wasn't treating them

like that. They were mad that the church wasn't making an example of them. So they were going to make an example. It pains a really good picture of how against divorce your parents were. Oh my God. So much. They would brag about it all the time. Like, even at the mega church in Hawaii, they had a couple like lead pastors

and one of them had to been divorced two times. So my dad said, I am never, like I respect the guy, he says good things, but I will never, ever go to him for advice. And I will never listen to him for advice because he's been divorced so many times so he doesn't actually know anything. And part of me was like, well, maybe he doesn't know

like what went wrong and how to fix it because he's like married for the third time. And it seems to be going pretty well this time, you know, but nope, like my father did not have a concept of like, the value of making mistakes and learning from them and the wisdom you can grow from that. It was like, you know, you should have known enough to never have made those mistakes in the first place.

And if you did make those mistakes, then you automatically, like, there's something wrong with you forever and you're not worth interacting with like that. That became our life. We would shop around to other churches. We'd never really stay. And sometimes we would go back a couple times and we'd kind of make friends.

And nope, there was always a reason why something was wrong with it or why it was sinful or why they were something was wrong. And my mother of course course, was also mad because she just wanted to go back to the church we were a part of, and didn't want anything new, and all my father wanted was to go to Hawaii. Like, that's all that mattered.

And then my parents decided that we were gonna move, but they always had this concept of, no one can ever know our plans because we could be in danger or they could do something if they knew. And I don't understand why they thought that or why they told us that, but we were planning before we moved to the fishing village. From, can you see, for a year we were planning to move up there and we weren't allowed to tell anyone, people that we had known for years until we literally like a couple of weeks before we left. And this happened multiple times. I happened before we went to Hawaii. There was always this sense of we have to protect each other because people are after us growing

up there to talk about how they would tell people we're moving to the Highlands of Scotland to like save souls and plan a church and everyone be like, Oh, you like there's nothing there. The people are so hard to deal with. And they'd be like, you know what? It was the Christians that we had a hard time dealing with. They hated us and non-Christians loved us. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. And so there was always this idea that the other churches didn't like us and wanted us gone.

And so we had to be very careful about giving them any type of foothold to get rid of us. My parents were very much obsessed with the idea any type of foothold to like get rid of us. My parents were very much obsessed with the idea of dead churches, dead religious churches, like the Pharisees, and then churches that were alive and full of the Holy Spirit, which is a very, I think, evangelical charismatic thing

to say, but they were like, anyone that they didn't like, somebody was dead and religious. So they said that these, you know, it was this idea of like, they're not actively working against us, but the devil, you know, has like made them less effective for God.

And so, you know, they don't like us because we're doing what's right. That was a big thing. Like if you had enemies, it meant you were on the right path. Like if you were being persecuted, it meant that you were really following Jesus or really making a change.

It really helps hide any worry you could have about criticism, you know, any criticism whatsoever is persecution or you know the devil's fighting against us and if you were like having issues or like people are like I don't like the way you're acting or you were running into stuff that made life hard It was also a good sign because the devil wouldn't be trying to thwart you if you weren't doing something right. It meant that you were like, you know, about to have a really big breakthrough for the kingdom of God.

And so if things were going awful in our family and we were fighting all the time and I was depressed, it was like, well, the devil is just attacking our kids and putting them through a lot because we're doing God's work. So we just need to stay the course. Wow. And so nothing you said or did could ever make them think that you needed help, you just need to be come closer to God so that the devil couldn't get a hold of you so well. And again, it kind of puts that responsibility almost back onto the people that are having the issues, you know. They use the term like the world a lot because I know in the first instance, they use the devil and the world. So growing up like not only was the devil out to get you, there were three there were three levels. There were

God's thoughts, there were worldly thoughts, and then there was like devil thoughts, which means like the devil was actively trying to get you to like screw up or actively trying to hurt you or and the worldly thoughts weren't necessarily like maliciously pointed at you, but they were just as dangerous and only God's thoughts were good for you. So this meant that even when we weren't avertly doing something wrong, or even when we weren't avertly messing up, if they didn't like something we were doing, they're like, well, you know, God's plan is the best plan. There's stuff out there that's okay, but it's not the best plan.

You can't be distracted by the world. So it meant like on every single level, even if you weren't smashing windows, they could control your behavior and control what was right, which made it impossible to trust yourself or to trust your desires. If I wanted something that meant it was bad. Like, if I actually like desired something, there was something wrong with it because if it was

if it was good, then the devil would be trying to stop me trying to do it. He wouldn't be making me want to do it. And that always kind of propped up. You know, ironically, when I wanted to do Christian things or church things that was, you know, me growing closer to God or having more of a heart for God, but when I wanted to do anything else, it was the devil. So it's very, very controlling, like, tone-policing, like, everything. And a lot of times, like, they, they love to find a religious reason for why they didn't like something that you did. So if they couldn't find like an actual moral reason or if something bothered them emotionally, they felt insecure because of this

or they felt sad or abandoned or rejected, but they couldn't actually face their own issues with it or admit their own emotional feelings towards it, there'd be a religious issue why that certain thing you were doing was bad and not of God, which just added so many layers there would be a religious issue why that certain thing you were doing was bad in not of God, which just added so many layers of like you look to them for everything, everything. Like you had no concept of reality outside of them because they controlled that for you.

And especially for you and your siblings, like in those children that grow up in those environments, like if that's all you know and everything that you've been taught, how can you know any different, especially like you are homeschooled, right? Most of your life or all your life. All my life, all my life, yep. So then you're and you're only being exposed to, you know, certain groups of people. So it's like, how could you develop outside narratives when the world is? Right, if you began to question or have doubts, that was because the devil was getting into your head

and those doubts weren't even worth having. So they didn't even say, okay, yeah, you have questions about this. Let's look at this logically. Let's figure out what about it. You don't like it. It was just like, if you were truly Christian, you wouldn't even be questioning that.

Like you need to have more faith. Yeah, I remember all the time people saying it when I was in Christian school, like when I would try to open up and talk about my parents drinking or something like that, they would just be like, well, the reason that this is happening in your family is basically because like your parents aren't Christians

and like, that's why they're bad people. Not because what they're doing is abusive or wrong. It's just like you need to witness to them and then it'll be fixed, you know? Yeah, or if, you know, we were hanging out at a friend's house where we had a party and I got into a fight with someone. It was, you know, not how dare you embarrass me by actually like a bad kid.

How dare you damage our witnesses' Christians. Like we here, we can help these people. These people are going to hell. And we were witnessing to them. But then you showed them what a bad kid you were, which means they're going to think that God's not real. And it's your fault. Wow.

So I was constantly doing like mental gymnastics as a kid just trying to not hate myself. How could you not? Like, yeah. And a lot of it. Honestly, I would go through times where I would dive so heavily into the religiosity and the church trying to just be like, okay, I know I'm an absolute shitty person, but let me just do my best to like be obedient and hopefully that will like make up for it, you know, or like at least, you know, I know I'm a horrible person, at least if I can show I'm trying, I won't be like

rejected. So all of that mentality is already there and then my friend dies while we're living in that tiny village and I mean we were isolated after, you know, that year of what trying out new places and new churches, like they were just like, no, we're done. And my dad was very much like, there's no point of going to any other church. Like, we just want to go to Hawaii. And I think my mom got to the point where my dad said, like, well, we just had to, like, I just had to pray and give her time to, like, come around and allow God to speak to her. And my mother is very much like that person of if God's not telling me to do it, I don't go like a fucking damn like what you say or do. And so I don't know how my mother became convinced if she just became worn down or was just sick

and tired of living in that tiny village and feeling like, well, maybe if we go to Hawaii, then he'll get what he wants and we can get out of here because we were so desperately unhappy there. It was super hard because for a while, my mom was very much like, nope, we're staying here. Like we can do it here. We've been called to Scotland, we're supposed to stay in Scotland. And so I would see my dad be like,

my dad was so depressed during this time. And I would see him talk to someone or have like a burst of energy and be like inspired. And I'd be like, oh my gosh, I like, I haven't seen him act like this. And my mother would just shut him down with like the most cruel and cold way, like you could think of. And I would just see him to flate. And then he would lash out and attack her.

So it was just this absolute mind fuck. And we didn't have any friends around us. Like we were barely allowed to go play with kids, especially after Shannon died. They really clapped down or clamped down after that. Do they have a funeral service for her or anything? Were you allowed to do anything? I apparently, I was told when the funeral was happening after it happened. And another weird thing that my father has is he doesn't believe in cemeteries. He uses his verse in the Bible where it says like

what the dead bury the dead you need to leave everything come with me. And so he doesn't believe in tombstones or cemeteries or a way to remember someone that has died because they're dead that's stupid. You know, you need to move on with the living. So he knew the funeral was happening didn't tell me. I found out afterwards and then he wouldn't let me go to the cemetery and see her grave and so I would actually like sneak out of the house like when he was away at work like I would like hey I'm going for a walk like I finished school and I would go to the little cemetery and it was actually close to our house and I would literally just like sit

by her grave and I never got to say goodbye know, it happened so quickly and the funeral happened really quickly. But the time I even thought to ask about the funeral, he was like, oh, it's already done. And I just, it just, it felt so unreal. Like there was zero closure. One minute I was waiting for her to come pick me up and take me down to youth group with her and the next minute she was gone. And I had, I didn't even see the family.

Like I had zero contact with anyone after that. And I wanted to, it was just like, it literally felt like one day woke up and they were just all gone. And it was so surreal. And I remember looking through, I used to love to draw when I was little, or when I was around the age, and Shannon

always liked my pictures. And I drawn a really cool one. I was like, oh man, I need to tell her, like I need to show her. And I had this like some jolt of like, oh god, she's dead. She's not coming back. And just like grief. overtaking me, but not knowing like I've never I've never taught process emotions. I was never even taught to like how to have emotions that weren't completely positive. And so I became this like like a watermelon that you've been wrapping rubber bands around. You know, I've seen those videos where it's like they just keep adding bands and it's like something that you see as very solid, but then there's so much pressure and you're

just waiting for it to explode. Yeah. That's kind of what it felt like. So I would feel so sad, but I couldn't cry. And I would just feel as tightness in me that felt like I couldn't grieve. They were furious when they found out I was doing that. And like even, like the two times I've been home since then, I've desperately wanted to go back and like put flowers on her grave because I didn't get to like once we left for Hawaii and even after we came back, like I never got to go back to see her because

like, you know, I didn't have any way to get there. I couldn't drive. My father was the only one who had a car and he wasn't going to take me. And even when we went back for my sister's wedding, we were reliant on my parents' car. And I had even tried to be like, you know, to stay like, hey, let's go to Donark and like, I want to go to Ballantore and see these things and like casually mentioned it. And my dad's like, well, we don't have time or blah, blah, blah. And I'm like, okay, never mind then. There's just always this feeling of like, I just wanted to go back and put flowers on her grave

and like let her know that I haven't forgotten about her and like she was still like a really, she was a really good friend to me when I didn't have anything else. And I'm in a point where I don't know if I believe in God or in afterlife, but if she can hear me, I want her to know I didn't forget about her. And that she was the only good thing I had in my life during that time. She knows. Yeah. I had to like, before stuff went down with my parents, I was talking to my mom about her and I said,

you know, I don't know, I don't need, I can't find any pictures. Like, I can find out these articles online, but I can't find pictures. And I don't remember what she looks like. And my mom was able to find pictures of her, like, either from the back or from the side of when we were in an orchestra together. We both went to the same file and teacher for a while.

But I still can't even see her face in those, but I can at least see her profile. So I was glad to get those before all that stuff went down. So that was rough. And it felt like, again, that just adds to that idea of your grief is very inconvenient for us. And we feel like you, you know, even going and like being by the grave of the friend is going to make you more sad or remind you of her. And we can't have that, you know, we've got to move, we've got to, you know, we've got stuff to do. No, it seems like no emotion was allowed.

No anger, no frustration, nothing. And like we obviously get angry and get frustrated. How could you, like in the environment that we were living in? How could you not? And even my father would. And my mother would, but then it would always be like for some reason she would be the one to gather herself together and be like, nope, y'all need to apologize. You've all let this spirit in.

Globla, blah, blah. It was this thing of like, if you did have a negative emotion, it meant that you had like submitted to the devil and given into that like emotion by allowing yourself to express it. And I felt like it was such a dark place for me and I was so angry. I you know turned from hating myself to hating God and telling him that I hate you and blah blah blah and so then I'm like began to you know feel like I was going to hell because I had told God I hated him, technically blasphemed him, and I was synced into this massive depression and I couldn't get out of it.

And I had been like to press your my life, but I had always kind of bounced back and I could not bounce back. And when you grow up in a family that tells you if you were having like mental health issues, it's because like you got sitting in your life and I told God that I hated them and even when I tried to apologize it wouldn't get better and I began to just feel more more and more damned. They would talk about

in the Bible where it's like if you have an issue with someone you take it to them and then if they don't fix it you take it to the church and then if they don't fix it like the verbiage is like you just give them over to the devil and I felt like I had messed up so bad by being angry that my friend died that I had been given over to the devil and that I no longer had a place and no longer was protected. And you know, that idea of like there are demons and devils that can come into your house and they can't hurt you as long as you're protected, but I was no longer protected. And like I began to be, I was, went from not being scared of the dark for ages

to being the act like I was a child again. Like I was 13, but I felt like I was that young child. Like I couldn't be in the dark. Like it got to the point where I was so terrified in my room, I actually had to switch and sleep in a different room in the house because I was so convinced that like they were demons stalking me. I remember one time I was lying with the light on, I had my eyes shut and you know when like your eyes shut and you see like a shadow move past your eyelids.

I'm sure it was a fly or a moth or something in my room but I had that sensation of like something like whipping past me and it was like I was right back in that little room where I was scared to open my eyes before I turned on the lights because I was scared I was right back in that little room where I was scared to open my eyes before I turned on the lights because I was scared I was gonna see the demons, you know flying into the cupboard or like under the bed Like paralyzed and of course Just so much more disappointment and inconvenience to my parents because I was falling apart and was acting like a child again You mentioned before you kind of stuck to yourself during that time and just sort of

isolated more. Did they just like annoyed like come on get over it or? The first couple days I would just like break down crack like you know feeling sad or crying and my mom would hold me and it was when I began to continue being sad and then when I got angry and then when I angry at God, it was just like, oh, come on. So you shared that with them. You know, I trusted them. Maybe they could tell you. We were trained to tell them everything.

Like, I spoke with my dad about everything, everything. Even the guys are like, even what I thought about sex. Like, as I was discovering like more about what that was or, you know, that concept of like saving yourself from marriage, we talked about everything until my father looked at me at that table and said, well, you guys weren't that close. Literally, like, I physically felt like the gates come down, like the shutters close, and it was just like, okay, well, we're done, and I'm never telling you anything I care about again. My mother, I think, I was

still more open with because she would, she was a crazy person, and she could be very cold at times, but she was also very loving at other times. And you do, I think no matter what, want some sort of parental comfort, and she was able to give me that every now and then, or at least listen to me. You know, it was the thing of like they tried very hard at the then gut, or not bored, but frustrated when it didn't work, you know, couldn't snap out of it when I couldn't stop being sad. And then it was like, well, you know, like my mother once, I think I was very open with my mom until a similar thing happened. She said, well, you don't really miss her. You just miss the way she makes you feel, right? Like it wasn't necessarily like her, as a person that you miss, it's just her friendship. And I remember being like, no, it wasn't that,

you know, you were so close to her, it was just that you basically didn't have any friends before this. That's basically what it was. And it felt super insulting and not just to me, but to her, like, you know, she was, she was a person and I really liked her and we were friends and it wasn't just because I've never had friends before. That's not the reason I'm sad.

I'm not sad because I don't have that feeling anymore. I'm sad because she's gone and she doesn't get to live and we don't get to grow up together. And it was just, again, the way I think about it now and I'm like, that's a very selfish way to look at losing someone to say, like, I'm not sad that you're gone and you're out of life.

I'm sad that I won't get the feelings that you gave me anymore. I'm like, is that how sad that you're gone and you're out of life. I'm sad that I won't get the feelings that you gave me anymore. I'm like, is that how do you think about friendship? Yeah. When you say your mom was crazy, what do you mean by that? It wasn't her behavior was. Yeah, my mother, my mother could be very erratic. The older I got the more, I began to interpret her behavior differently.

So growing up, she would always have sessions of what she would call spiritual warfare. Where basically she would just lock herself in her bedroom and play worship music and stomp around and pray and yell and clap her hands or want not. And when we were growing up it was like okay, she'd be there for a couple hours and then stuff got began to get worse. She would do it more and more to the point where like when we were in Shrinup and I was going to this stuff, that was like all she would do. And like we would have to cook dinner because mother wasn't cooking dinner or mom

wasn't getting out of bed. And so she became more and more like a rabbit, but it was always through the lens of like, well I, I need to be spent time with God or I need to, you know, have this worship session or I need to praise so that the devil can hurt us. But it was like we were basically left to ourselves for hours. Like our dad was at work and she was just locked in her room, screaming and tongues praying and tongues, you know, yelling and stomping and we were just left to figure it out. And she also, you know, got pregnant with my little brother when we

were in Chinook and that resulted in a lot more of that. And then after my brother was born, she was like 42, I think when she had him. And she had heard her back during the pregnancy. And then when she gave birth, she actually like ripped some of her stomach muscles. So she was bed ridden for a couple months. So I basically raised my brother, like for the first couple months, like, you know, she would feed him and stuff, but I was one bathing him. I was the one changing him. Like he had a ton of colloquine. He was little and I was spent hours sitting on the couch and we had like baby Mozart or baby Einstein. It was like this thing of like play, like classical music to your kids and they'll be smart. And we weren't allowed to watch TV, but we were allowed to have that on for him.

And of course we just had so bad. We were just like, oh well, baby, I'm excited. It is. So you never had TV? We had TV, but we didn't have like actual like channel. So it was like we'd watch veg details on VHS tape or we'd watch documentaries on VHS tapes. We never actually like watched TV TV. They would make a point to disable that. We'd never watch TV. We only watched what they allowed us to watch, which was usually Christian or it was like a nature documentary, which I love to watch, but we would be spent trying to drown out my dad who was busy screaming about evolution at the same time because he couldn't keep

his mouth shut. You're only 27 years old, and you didn't even have access to cable television, your home school. Yeah. You're in a very controlled environment. It's isolation. Well, and so, like, let me paint you this full picture. So we're like in this tiny little fishing village, we don't have any friends, we don't

have any Christians around us that, you know, we'd be allowed to hang out with. I've barely gone outside since my friend I because I'm so depressed. My brother's just been born. My mom can't take care of him, so I'm taking care of him. And you're just like, oh, the weather, I was to remember, the weather was always so dark. It was always raining. Our house was cold because we'd never turn on the heating. We'd used to go out and play in the forest. And now I was too scared and depressed too. And so it was like, on top of that, you've got all the spiritual abuse going on. The physical abuse really ramped up around this time. And my mother got physically more physically abusive with us while also being incredibly

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