For many raised in the church, escape presents a singular problem. “They have an identity to go back to,” says one former Scientologist. “We’re trying to discover our identity in a vacuum”
1. The pool at the Quality Inn Motel was black. We lived six or eight per single occupancy room, girls nine to fifteen years old, bunk beds stacked to the ceiling, bed wetters strategically placed on the bottom. Florida rains everyday in the summer creating a curtain of steam. The humidity feels heavy like a […]
Desperate, I again asked:
“I’m just an adult in a child size body?”
the answer always: “Yes”
