My name is Anna. I was born into the church in 1978 and I was able leave the church in 1996 when I turned 18.
When I turned 18, I did every thing and anything to try to forget what happened when I was a kid. Alcohol, drugs … and somehow I actually […]
I do not really know where to start. It felt so good to hear other people’s stories. I feel very bad for what some of them went through. I also had a lot of anger towards WCG-UCG (I refuse to call it THE CHURCH because I think that gives it more power […]
Free at last!
It’s fascinating to read experiences of individual people in the US and how the WCG has affected them and see similarities of what went on over here in England especially in the early days of the church.
Britain was a pretty grim place in the late 50’s and early 60’s. I grew up, […]
Oh, where to start?
Some time in the late 60’s my mother was ‘called’. They lived in Pennsylvania. Had 5 children who were 7 years apart in age. They were poor….dirt poor. So poor that it was during those years that welfare was set up specifically for the working poor. […]
Just found your website and it’s very nice to know I’m not the only one. WCG/Armstrongism helped my mom ruin my life. My mother was an immature 19 when she had me. She and my father were young when they had married and I apparently was in her way. I wasn’t allowed to be anything […]
maverick007nz@yahoo.co.nz
Attended Auckland, New Zealand
Two things happened recently… I discovered that I was raised in a cult, and subsequently, I happened upon this website.
I would describe my life as not life, but fear of life. Now at 37 years old, fear still controls me. Other people see me as a man, but inside I am […]
I am spinning right now. I have always felt like such a freak, and I always thought it was a mixture of my up-bringing: the alcoholism, the poverty, the lack of affection, and “the church” was just an ingredient in the painful childhood that I try to forget. The more I read, the […]
Brisbane Australia
This is the first time that I’ve found a site where I am comforable, lost between the ‘I hate’, the splinter groups, and the “Armstrong lives on” supporters. And I don’t know which group scares me more. Reading the below postings, I too can see my upbringing reflected in the stories.
I loved […]
Canada
My parents were “called” into the WWCG the early seventies and I was born into it in the mid-70s. My mom’s brothers and sisters, mom and dad, were all upstanding church members. As a kid, I thought we had quite a good extended-family environment. They are all divorced now except the one who attends the […]
I was 4 when my father came in from working on the car on a cold November night and announced, “We aren’t keeping Christmas any more.” He’d just heard Herbert W. Armstrong on the radio. This was 1962. For the next 5 years, my family ordered literature, including the Plain Truth […]