In his profoundly charismatic way, he shouted, “If the truth is a cult, then I’m proud to be in a cult!” the howling and shrieking intensified as the musicians began to take their place on the alter, his voice growing, beckoning us to gather below him. It was in that moment I realized I was drinking the Kool-Aid. But I was too scared of what would happen to me if I decided to put down the glass.

Three years later, I’m me again. Connected to God and my highest self. I finally understand the words, “God is within you.”

In order to accurately tell the stories of others, I must give voice to my own.