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Trauma and Dissociative Disorders at the Hands of Cult Leaders


TW: Rape and abuse of minors


The fact that so many kids these days develop dissociative disorders hints at a cultural disease in America. Plenty of families and religious groups are so reluctant to believe anything bad about familial abusers and/or rapists, that they shut down the child instead of taking them seriously when they come forward. Sure, some of them might be faking or confused (which is unlikely), but to simply assume that of a kid is basically giving a free pass to their rapist. It makes one an enabler.

It's scientifically recognized now. I'll bet the anti-science movement in the USA is largely centered on their attachment to cult leaders, and the influence of cult leaders to discredit their prey.

To add insult to injury, our mental health institutions are full of people who aren't trained or equipped to deal with dissociative disorders — another way we collectively end up taking the side of rapists over their victims, and later survivors.

Then, of course, Christian cults try to blow it off as "possession" by evil spirits or the child being influenced by Satan to have false memories, so that they don't have to take kids seriously.

There's some tiny handful of specialized institutions in the US for dissociation. Unless you live near one, if you get abused as a kid, there's a good chance the rapists will be able to turn the whole community against you, especially if it's a religious leader doing the abusing — people tend to give them, especially, a free pass just to make their lives easier.

You have to be cautious, because they militarize cult members against their prey. If one speak to the wrong people, they just turn one in to the cult leaders for reprogramming.

Trauma also makes people more readily generalize and paint other people with a broad brush, which is part of what turned my entire community against me, when I was growing up. I had a pretty serious problem with generalizing when more and more people piled into the weird-ass militarised cult that controlled most of my life. The leaders pulled my strings and everyone else's. They basically tried to weaponise me to catch leftists early on. When they realised I was a loner because my trauma made me unable to trust anyone, they used some boastful asshole alter-ego as a propaganda machine to radicalise people.

That's just one personal interpretation; my memories are pretty fucked up from it all. That's why I need mind reading tech; so that I can understand what my scumbag brain has hidden from me and hopefully prove my innocence.

The brains of dissociative disorder sufferers are a mess. If you ever remember anything, be careful who you tell, because many will just outright deny it and sell you out to the rapists. My mom went through the same rejection by her family when she was a kid. My ex-girlfriend's father, who trafficked her for her entire childhood, is currently leading a youth group. She told someone else in the organization a few years ago, but nobody did jack shit about him. That's just how easy it is for rapists to pull the wool over everyone's eyes, apparently. They have society by the balls, but the only people with the courage to speak out about it, are those who've allowed their reputations to be destroyed, or alternatively, those who are already dead.


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The void breathed hard on my heart, turning its illusions to ice, shattering them. Was reborn then, free to scrawl own design on this morally blank world. Was Rorschach. Does that answer your Questions, Doctor?


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Felt dark planet turn under my feet and knew what cats know that makes them scream like babies in night. Looked at sky through smoke heavy with human fat and God was not there. The cold, suffocating dark goes on forever and we are alone. Live our lives, lacking anything better to do. Devise reason later. Born from oblivion; bear children, hell-bound as ourselves, go into oblivion. There is nothing else. Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long.

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