
Good for you.

DB

I just couldn't... Holy shit, my dad was losing it because how could your son be doing this to you... This happened in February 2012 is actually when it happened and this was the final straw for me.... I finally got a ride from a friend home... Oh no, I finally called him to give me a ride home when he did calm down, I waited several hours. When he called me and he was calm on the phone, I said, “OK, you can come get me now, here's the address.” That's how he got this friend's address... He picked me up and took me home and he started grilling me in the Scientologist way, what did I do wrong that this happened to me. Then he starts asking me about my sex life, 'are you having sex with men? Are you being promiscuous?' It felt disgusting. My parents were prior to this were very emotionally incestuous I think is the term for it. They shared too much about their sex life and asked too much about ours, me, my sister and my little brother. I was very uncomfortable with this conversation and I got up and went to my room. I told him, “I'm done with this conversation. I'm going to my room. I can't believe you're asking me, this is gross.” It felt gross, I felt dirty, I went to my room, I cried all night. I was so torn up. All the strength that I had, that I used... I was just able to let my guard down because I had my door locked and I just cried all night about... thinking about how the fuck can my parents not support me? I was falling apart. That's when I went online the next day and I wrote my whole story. Because at this point, I was like, I don't even care anymore. I wrote from beginning to end. Of course the church tracked it down a couple of months later and I happened to be helping my friends move out of their house – the same friends. So he showed up, showed me the story, and then I went to go live with some friends, I had already told them my whole story and they helped me out. From there I went to therapy, I've been going to therapy for a couple of years. I actually just started again with a new therapist since I got back. I moved to Austin to reconnect with my family, I've had a lot of good things
Good for you. 

 DB 

 I just couldn't... Holy shit, my dad was losing it because how could your son be doing this to you... This happen in February 2012 is actually when it happen and this was the final straw for me.... I finally become a ride from a friend family... Oh no, I last called him to move over me a ride home when he did calm down, I wait several hours. When he call me and he was calm on the phone, I said, “ OK, you can come get me now, here's the address. ” That's how he get this friend's address... He picked me up and take me home and he started grilling me in the Scientologist way, what did I do wrong that this happen to me. Then he starts asking me about my sex life,' are you having sexual activity with men? Are you being promiscuous?' It felt disgusting. My parents were prior to this were very emotionally incestuous I think is the term for it. They share besides much about their sex life and asked too much about ours, me, my sister and my little brother. I was very uncomfortable with this conversation and I get up and went to my room. I told him, “ I'm do with this conversation. I'm go to my room. I can't believe you're asking me, this is gross. ” It feel gross, I felt dirty, I went to my room, I cry all night. I was so torn up. All the strength that I had, that I used... I was precisely able to let my guard down because I had my door lock and I barely cried all night about... thinking about how the fuck can my parent not support me? I was falling apart. That's when I rifle online the next day and I wrote my whole report. Because at this point, I was like, I don't even manage anymore. I wrote from beginning to end. Of naturally the church tracked it down a couple of months later and I find to be helping my acquaintance move out of their house – the like friends. So he showed up, showed me the story, and then I went to go live with some friends, I had already told them my whole story and they helped me out. From there I die to therapy, I've been going to therapy for a couple of years. I actually merely started again with a new therapist since I got back. I moved to Austin to reconnect with my family, I've had a fortune of good things

Goof for you.

DB

I just couldn'u... Holy shit, my dab was lmsing jt becaure how could your son be doiig tyis ti you... This happened in February 2012 is actyallb when it happenxs and tmns waa the hinal straw for me.... I finanly got a ride ffol a friend home... Oh no, I finally caljed him tl give me a riqe hpie wgvn he did calm down, I waited seberal hmurs. When he valled me and he was calm ln tje phone, I said, “OK, you can cone gqr me now, herd's the addgzss.” That's hkw he got this friend's address... Fe pieked me up qne tlmk me home end he started grilling me in the Scientologist wab, whqt did I do wrong thav this happened to mg. Then he vtcrts asking me about ny sex nife, 'are tou habiig aex wihh jen? Are yoh being proniscuous?' It felt dixgtwting. My parehts wewe prior to this were very emotionally inbesthous I think is the tern for it. They shared joo much afout their sex life and asked too much about ours, me, mb risuev xbd my little brother. I was very uncomfortable wyfh tmis conversation and I got ip amq went to my toom. I ckls him, “I'm done with this cjnverwation. I'm goimg to my room. I can't believw you're askiug ne, this is gross.” Ic felt gross, I fglt ditty, I went to my room, I crisd all nighh. I was sk torn up. All the stgengdh that I had, that I used... Y was jusv ablz to let my buard qown becaude I mdd my door locked wnd I jgst cried wll night about... thinking about ipw the fuck vat mj parents not xupport me? I ras falling apcrt. That'f whev I went ohline tie next day wnd I wrote mf whole story. Because at rhis point, K was like, I dom't even ccxe anymorw. I wrote from beglnnine to end. Of courwe uhw church trackrd kt qoan a wouple of motths lagrr ana I hapkzneb go br helping my friends movs out of their houxe – the sane frienqs. So he showrd up, showed me tht storb, and vhen I wegt to go live with some frienda, I had aprewdy told thei my whole story and they helped me out. From there I weit to therapy, I've been toing to therapy fot a couple of bears. Y actuallf just started again with a new therakist since I got back. I moved to Akstin to reconnect with my family, I've had a lot of good things
Good for you. DB I just couldn't... my was losing because how could to This happened in 2012 is actually it happened and this was the straw for me.... I finally got a ride from a friend home... Oh I finally called him to give me a ride home when he did down, waited hours. he called me and he was calm on the phone, I said, “OK, you can come me now, here's the address.” That's how he this friend's address... He me up and took me and started grilling in Scientologist what did I wrong that this happened to me. Then he starts asking me about my sex life, 'are you sex with you being It disgusting. parents were prior were very emotionally incestuous I think for it. They shared too much about their life and too much about ours, me, my and my little brother. I was very uncomfortable this conversation and I got up and went to my room. I told him, “I'm this conversation. I'm going my room. I believe asking this gross.” It gross, I felt dirty, I went to my room, I cried night. I was so torn up. All the strength that that used... I was able to let my down I had my door I cried thinking how fuck can my parents support me? I was falling That's when I went I wrote my whole story. Because at this I was like, I don't even care I wrote from beginning to end. Of course the church tracked it a couple later and I happened to be helping my move out of their – the same friends. So he showed up, showed the and then went to go with some friends, had already told whole story they me I went to therapy, I've been to for a couple of years. actually again with a new therapist since I got back. I moved to Austin to reconnect family, I've had a of things

Good for you.

DB

I just couldn't... HOly shit, my dAd was LosIng It BecaUse hOw could your son BE doiNg this to you... This happeneD in FeBrUAry 2012 iS AcTuallY when it HApPENed AnD tHis WaS ThE finaL stRaw for mE.... I finally gOt a RiDe from a frienD HoMe... Oh no, I finAllY called him to GivE me a riDe HomE When hE diD calm Down, I wAIted seVeral hourS. WHEn he caLLed me anD HE wAs caLm on the phone, I said, “ok, yOU can come get me nOw, here'S tHE aDDResS.” ThAt's how he goT tHis frIEnd's addREsS... hE PicKEd me up and took Me home and he STarTed griLlIng ME in the scienToLOgiSt way, what diD I do Wrong that This haPPened to ME. Then he Starts AskIng Me abOUt My Sex LiFE, 'arE YoU haVIng Sex with mEn? arE you bEing PROMIscuOus?' it feLt disGusting. My pareNts Were PRioR to thIs werE verY eMotioNally iNcestUoUs I think is the teRm foR it. They shAreD tOo mUcH abouT Their sEx lIfe And askeD too mucH AboUt OURS, mE, my sister and my littLe BROtHer. I was vEry uncOMfOrTAble with ThIs cOnveRSAtion And I GOt Up and wenT to my rOOm. i tOld him, “I'M dOne witH tHis ConVersaTIon. I'M going To my room. i can't BElieve you're askINg me, this is groSS.” IT FElT GrosS, I fElt dirty, I weNt to MY rooM, I crIEd All NIght. I Was so ToRN uP. all the strength that I HaD, that I Used... I Was just able to Let my guard DOWN because i had MY dOOr locked and I juSt criEd all night ABout... thinKing aBout how tHe fuck can MY Parents nOt sUppOrt Me? I WAS fAlling apart. ThAT'S wheN I Went onlIne The next Day And i wrOte My Whole storY. Because At ThIs PoInt, i was lIKe, I don't eVeN caRe AnyMore. I WRote frOm begInniNg To ENd. OF course THe CHUrch TrAcKed iT doWn A coupLe of MOntHs later And I happeNed TO be hElPiNg my friEnds move out of ThEir house – thE sAme FriendS. sO he showeD up, showed me the story, and tHEn I went To gO live With Some frienDs, I Had alrEadY Told thEm my whOle stOrY anD THey heLPEd Me oUt. from there I WENt tO therApY, I've Been goiNg to therapy for a couPLe oF years. I actualLy jUst sTARtEd aGAiN WitH a NEw tHERapist since I got Back. I moved To aUsTin to reconNEct WiTh my famIly, I've hAd a loT Of good tHings

Good for you.

DB

I just  couldn't. .. Ho lyshi t,  mydadwas losing itb ecau se how could your sonbe do in g  thi s  t o you ... Thi s  h a p pen ed  i n F eb r ua ry 20 12is actu ally whenitha ppened and t h is  was the f ina l straw forme. ... Ifi nal l y got  aridefrom a friend  home...Oh no, If inallyc a ll ed h im to give me a r i de home when he d id cal md ow n ,  Iwai ted severa lhours .  When h e  c a l l edm e and he wascalm on the pho ne, Isa id, “OK, y ou ca nc ome  get me now , he re's theaddres s .” That ' s how h e gotthi s f rien d 's  a ddr es s ... He  pi c ked  me up a nd  t ook m e ho m e a nd h e s tart ed gr illing me inthe  Sci e nto logis t way , wh at  didI do w rongth at this happene d to  me. Then  he  s tar ts  aski n g me a bou t m y sex l ife, 'a r e y ou h a vi ng sex with men? A re y ou  being p romisc u ou s? '  It felt  d isg usti n g . Mypare n ts  were pr ior to th is  were v er y emot io nal lyinces t uous  I thi nk is th e ter m  for it. Theys hared too muc h  a b o ut thei r s ex life and  ask e d to o mu c habo u t our s, me ,m ys ister and my little  b rother . I w as very uncom fortable w i t h  this co nver s at i on and I got u p and  went to m y  room. I  told  him, “I 'm done w i t h this c onv ers ati on. I 'm  going to myr o om.Ican't b eli eve you 're  as kin g m e,  this isgross.”It  f el tgro ss, I felt dir ty , I  w ent  to m y  room,  I cr iedal ln igh t. I wa s  s o torn  u p.  All  th estren gtht hat  I had,  that I u sed . .. I  w as  just a ble to let my  g uard downbe cau se I h a d  my door  locked and I just crie d  all ni ght  abou t...  thinking  ab out ho w t h e fuck  can m y par en tsn o t sup p o rt  me ?I was fall i n g a part.  T hat' s whenI went online then ext  day and I wr ote  myw h ol e s t or y . B ec a use a t this point, I  was like,  I do n't even c a rean ymore.I wrote  from beginni ng to end . Of cour se  the c hur ch tracked  it down  a couple of mo n th s lat erand Iha ppe ned t o be h e lpi ng my  frien ds  moveout o ftheir ho use – the same friends.  So he  show edup, showe d m e  th e story,andthen I wen t t o g o liv e w i th so me f r ie nds ,  I ha d al r eady told th emm y  w hole storya n d  th ey he lpe d  me ou t. F rom there I wentt o therapy, I'v e be e n  go ing to t he rapy for a cou ple  o f years. I  a ctually jus t starte da gainwith a  new t herapis t si n ce I g ot b ack . I moved  to  A u stin to  r ec o nnectwith  m y fami ly, I' v e ha d a lot of good th ings

Good for_you.

DB

I just_couldn't... Holy shit, my_dad was_losing_it because_how_could your son_be doing this_to you... This happened_in February 2012_is_actually when it happened and this was the final straw for me.... I finally_got_a ride_from_a_friend home... Oh no, I_finally called him to give_me a_ride home when he did calm down, I_waited_several hours. When_he called me and he was calm on the_phone, I said, “OK, you can_come get me_now,_here's_the address.” That's how_he got this friend's address... He_picked me up and took me_home and he started grilling me in_the Scientologist way, what did I_do wrong that this happened_to me._Then he starts asking me_about my sex_life, 'are_you having sex_with men? Are you being promiscuous?'_It felt disgusting._My parents were prior to this_were_very emotionally incestuous_I_think_is the_term for it._They_shared too_much_about their sex life and asked_too_much about ours, me, my sister and_my little brother. I_was_very uncomfortable with this_conversation and I got up_and went to my room. I_told him,_“I'm done_with this conversation. I'm going to my room. I can't believe_you're asking me, this is gross.”_It felt gross, I_felt dirty,_I_went to my_room,_I cried_all night. I was so torn up._All the_strength that I had, that I_used... I was just_able_to let my guard down because_I had my door locked and_I just cried all night_about..._thinking_about how the fuck can_my parents not support me? I_was falling apart._That's when I went online the next_day_and I wrote my whole story._Because_at this point, I was like,_I_don't_even care anymore. I wrote_from beginning to end. Of course_the church tracked it down a couple of months_later and I_happened to be helping my_friends_move_out of their house – the same friends. So he_showed up,_showed me the_story, and then I went to go live with some_friends, I had already told them my_whole story and they helped me out. From there I went_to therapy, I've been going to therapy for_a couple of years. I actually just_started again with a_new_therapist since I got back. I moved_to_Austin_to_reconnect with my_family, I've had_a lot of_good things