Tonight, The Church Contacted Me

Tonight, The Church Contacted Me

It's been a while since I've made a post. Sorry. But I thought you guys might want to hear about something that happened tonight. The back story, first.


I was born into Scientology (something a bit of you already know). I posted a story on ESMB, which can be found below, in the spoiler box.


[SPOILER]I posted a version of this a while ago, but I’ve gone over it and added a few important things, and corrected the sequence of events a bit (I’ve been mid an action on ARC SW for four years, so forgive me if my time track is a little off lol.)

I was born into Scientology in 1985. My father was (and is) an HGC auditor, my mother worked to support him (and me). My father joined the church when he was 18 along with his best friend (who is now the senior C/S at their org) after reading Dianetics while stoned and on acid. I don't know when exactly or why my mom joined.
When I was 5 I did my first Purif, I know this was a stat push; there was no reason that a five year old who had never had so much as a baby Tylenol would need a Purif. It was hell, I felt exhausted and sick the whole time I was on it. Eventually I figured out what to say to make them decide I was done.
My parents split up when my father started sleeping with their Scientology marriage counselor, who later became my stepmother. My mom packed us up and moved to LA and I moved back and forth every year or two between LA and San Francisco. When I was 6 my step-father (who was ex-SO) told his auditor (out of session) that he had been molesting me when I was asleep. No one did anything. He did conditions from Treason. I found out later that he had done this to his girlfriend’s daughter while in the SO and that was why he was kicked out of the SO. (I'm not sure why he was never declared, but he is now a Kha-Kahn).
I was told I needed another Purif when I was 10. I managed to get out in two weeks this time.
When I was living in San Francisco with my dad and stepmother things were very different. Life revolved around Scientology and staff. The church has fully supported this, even threatening my mother with a declare if she continued to write reports or seek any ethics action. You see, my mother had (and has) a tendency to stir things up and cause a fuss when things are unjust or incorrect, and so she wasn’t very well liked by the Org.
My dad and step-mom got along perfectly, had a squeaky-clean image at the church and were admired by most of the public and church members as well as all of the staff. I tried very hard to be a good scientologist kid, but wasn't very good at it. The kids my age who had parents on staff were creepy. I secretly hated going on course or in session. There was a lot about Scientology that I liked and agreed with, but there was this whole other part to it that to me, just seemed off.
When I was 15 a Sea Org recruit mission came to our org armed with (of course) a very charming super hot recruiter. He tried desperately for two weeks to recruit me, as I was one of the few eligible people around. The night before the mission was supposed to leave he called me at home and told me that if I came to LA with them he could request time off and he and I could hang out, plus I could visit my mom and brother. So being and incredibly naive 15 year old with a crush, I went.
On the way we picked up another girl who was about 17. When we got there we got a tour and had some lunch and it was all good, then we were taken into an office and told to sign our contracts, we both refused. Then we were talked to for 6 more hours with no food or rest from our trip. Finally around midnight we were taken to a really seedy hotel on Sunset and left to our own devices. We went to bed, and they came and got us the next morning. This time they separated us and divided into teams. I was hard sold and flat out lied to for the entire rest of the day. I hadn't been allowed to call my mother and had hardly even eaten and was starting to freak out a little. Finally we returned to our hotel around 11 at night. The same thing happened the next day, and I finally crumbled, signed the contract and took all my tests.
But thankfully, being 15 they needed both of my parents consent. My mom wouldn't allow it. She came to the base and threw a shit-fit. Only when she threatened them with legal action (my mother was a pariah to the church already by then) did they release me to her, or even let me see her.
Life went on, I moved back with my dad when I was 16. All was good, I went on course to please them, and my dad audited me. The rest of the time I got to have a normal life and normal friends. I had gotten them to let me go to public school. Then they caught me smoking pot and cut me off from all of my friends. I was never allowed at home alone. This meant being at the church with them all of the time. I was pulled out of school and put on independent study so I wouldn’t come into contact with any “WOGS” (non-Scientologists).
When I was 18 I joined staff at the Org my father and stepmother worked at along with my best friend who had been sent by her mother from out of state to stay with relatives and be saved by Scientology, so we were in pretty much the same boat. (We made a "if you jump, I'll jump agreement). I didn’t want to join until I had gotten my GED (I had been pulled off independent study so that I could focus on taking courses all the time). Unfortunately I was convinced that no, they needed staff members NOW. I wanted to placate my parents, and I was promised that I would be given time off to study and to take my GED. I was never allowed time off for this, and thus never got my GED.
I was the basic courses admin (which isn't actually a real post) for a few months until the OES blew staff. He had been holding Treasury from above, and all of a sudden, I was re-posted as the Treasury Secretary. I had no idea what I was doing and had no one under me. I tried my damnedest to put in policy and clean up Treasury, which had been basically non-existent other than payroll for about 8 years.
I actually did okay. I got it under control and operating, but now that I had all of the confusion out of the way I started noticing some HUGE pink elephants, red flags, and odd discrepancies. I started trying to fix them; eventually I was told by several of my senior execs to basically stop sniffing around or else.
While all of this was going on a mission came to our org and we were told we were going to raise millions of dollars, buy a new building and have an "Ideal Org" we were one of the pilot orgs for the project.
This project was an inhumane torturous nightmare. We had to stay all day on our posts then all night to work until the wee hours of the morning; a lot of this was physically demanding work. We had to work double shift (day and foundation hours) through our lunch break, and on the weekends, if we asked for a day or a few hours off we were often refused, or at least guilt tripped and shamed for it.
I was making about $25 per week, sharing a tiny studio with 4 other staff members and trying to live in one of the most expensive cities in the country.
All along there had been fundraising going on which consisted of repeatedly harassing the wealthier public to make donations, hard selling them for hours at a time.
I got some money from a car accident settlement that I intended to use for college. They convinced me that, as a staff member my investment would return to me because in the new building we'll be able to get more people in and I'll get more pay. We were supposed to go Saint Hill Size and we'd all be rich, but not without the money to get us there. Plus I would be considered very upstat and not only would I please my dad and step mom, but I would be more able to get time off. So I donated $5,000. I spent another $4,000 on 25 hours of auditing (I got a staff discount) because I was convinced that I was totally messed up.
While I was on staff I went on a date with a staff member in the TTC. We were in my apartment and he raped me. I wrote a report about what happened and gave it to the Ethics officer. Later that day I was called into the SSO's office. She got very angry and told me I was lying and that I had to be handled in ethics or kicked off of staff before I started to spread STD's around the org. I was very confused and hurt by this at first, this person had known me since I was a baby and I felt like she was almost family. Then I realized that the org was on a big phase in the SO mission to get auditors so we could go Saint Hill Size. The guy was one of their most promising trainees. Somehow the story got spread all over the org (this should have been an extremely confidential HCO matter) Suddenly my friends and family and everyone that I had known my whole life started turning against me.
So I left staff.

I moved back to LA and wasn’t involved with the church. Then I got a call from someone on staff in SF that had been a very close friend of mine. She wanted me to come look at joining staff again. I was going to be in the area anyway for a visit so I agreed to come by the org and say hi. I had another nightmare recruiting session when I got there. I was apologized to profusely by all those who had wronged me in the past. I joined staff again; supposedly to just finish the six months I had left on my 2-½ year contract. I really just didn’t want a freeloader debt and I missed my old friends.
I had walked into another staff nightmare. We were now in the new “Ideal Org” and I was given the post of D/ED’s O/O (a pretty high-on-the-totem-pole post). However there was no hatting to be found. There had never been an O/O in the org before. No one really knew what I was supposed to do. I scoured policies but couldn’t find much. I started getting written up for being idle on post…even though no one could tell me what it was I was supposed to do on post anyway. I was depressed, and felt sick all the time. I had developed some sort of respiratory condition. I was in the middle of an auditing action on ARC SW that I had been in the middle of for two years; I couldn’t get into session to handle it though because I was technically downstat. Then they decided I needed another Purif (despite being mid another action). We were trying to get to SHS and desperately needed more purifs. This one took me two months. I felt awful and lethargic the whole time, I also developed horrible cystic acne of some kind (I’m an esthetician now and still don’t know exactly what it was and have never seen anything like it since) That stayed for years after and when I finally got rid of it, left scars all over my face. I had been getting into modeling before this and was with a notable agency that had to drop me because I couldn’t get jobs because of this.
All the while I was getting more and more fed up. I had started to not care anymore whether I got into trouble, or got declared. When something was wrong, or unjust I raised a huge fuss about it. I spent all of my time in ethics screaming at the EO to do his job and handle all the weird stuff that was going on, and he spent all his time giving me sec checks (nothing ever came up) and threatening to declare me. I got sick of it all and decided my time could be better spent, so I left staff again, this time for good.

A little while after I left staff, my dad called out of the blue (I hadn't been in contact with him for at least six months). He told me that he had injured his back and that after talking it over with the HAS (also my step-mom) had decided that it was best if he disconnect from me as I was making him PTS. I don't exactly know what the real reason was. I hadn't been in contact with him, so I couldn't be his PTS item. We got along well, and had good conversations when we did talk to one another. I can only assume it had something to do with me leaving staff.

Now I live across the country. I haven't spoken to any of my family or any of my old friends in over two years. At first it was extremely awkward adjusting to a normal life after being immersed in Scientology my whole life. I'm still realizing that certain things that I always assumed to be correct or true, don't actually really make any sense, I just never questioned them because it was what I had been taught my whole life. It's like living in a whole different world sometimes. I'm so used to everyone working the Scientology way that now I'm lost a lot of the time, it's like I don't really know how to be a regular person around regular people. This has gotten much easier with time, and continues to get easier every day.
There is a lot more to this story, but it would be impossible for me to go over every incident and fucked up thing that happened along the way without writing a book. Which I might do eventually.
[/SPOILER]


About two weeks ago, my father called me, for the first time in three years. He made up some bullshit small talk about how he had heard from his parents that I was engaged, and he wanted the info and such.

Then he said he had heard from someone at the Org that there was a story posted on one of the black pr sites that sounded a lot like me.

Initially, I completely denied it being me. He ended the call shortly thereafter and that was it.


Until about an hour ago. He called back. He said his friend who found the story gave him parts of the story to read, and it sounded an awful lot like me.

Tonight, after years of denial and giving in, I stood up and told the truth. I admitted that the story was mine. He accused me of posting "inaccuracies" and began probing me for information about my posting history both here and on ESMB. I gave him very little information and told him I didn't regularly post (until now). He asked me if I was done posting or if I might potentially post again.



Well, you can kind of figure out what I chose to do.


I'd just like say that tonight, I've decided to stop running from the cult and to stand up for myself. I'm in a position where I don't care what they say, nor what they think. I've gone through my hell and I'm done with that. If my story gets read a thousand times by OSA in SF (I'm looking at you, Jeff Quiros), then good. I hope they learn something from it. I'll add to this topic more if I am contacted again (which, I expect to be), and we'll see how it goes. After four years of no contact with the Cult, to have them searching through and contacting me over this, that only tells me they're in a bad way now.

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Bravo!

I hope your actions resonate with members of your family, and others who have not been brave enough to escape are inspired by you.

Make your voice heard, and publicize any shit Organized Scientology tries to pull. There are still plenty of ears ready to listen, and hands ready to help.

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Good for you Gypsy. You have to show them that you will not be pushed around any longer.

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GO GYPSY!!

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Your dad's a fucking prick, love.


And Jeff Quiros is a terrible fucking artist (if you can call his dick infested drawings that) and an even worse OSA officer. I mean...Jesus, it's like watching a special kid play connect the dots. Eventually, they might make two and two add up, but there's a lot of time in between.

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Welcome back to the fight!

IT does go to show just how far behind that SCI really is. Every time we post here, it must go to OSA, word cleared.. filed ...foldered.. etc...

The busier we are here, the more behind they fall.

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Tyrants control with fear. When even fear can't control those they regard as their 'subjects', they become afraid themselves.

Your choice here is the most valuable thing anyone can do in bringing down the cult.

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What irks me the most is her dad seriously pulling this shit. It's your fucking daughter, you worthless sack of shit. Who cares what she wrote on the internet? If your Church tells you to talk to her about that and get info on it...what the fuck?


(Awkward wedding will be awkward)

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Give them hell!

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Which part did dad say sounded "a lot like you"?
Jeezuz, apart from you birth year this are not a pile of fond memories.
Welcome to the fray.

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Well, Gypsy, I want to welcome you and say kudos to you for deciding to stand up to the bullies. Also, I hope you will seek legal advice immediately about your options. I mean immediately.

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Nice going. ;D


Also, link your dad to this for me:

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Good luck with this, man! keeping our fingers crossed for you.

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Gypsy i wanted to come in here and do my standard stchick of calling you a whore (hi pwnon), but that story is awesome. Good for you. No thread shitting from this prick.

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Sorry to hear this, Gypsy. I wish you all the best.

It goes without saying, but you have the right to say, think, or do anything you think is appropriate without anyone or any group trying to squelch that.

When parents abdicate their responsibility to their kids by allowing outside agencies / groups--who certainly couldn't know the children or their needs better than the parents should--to tell them how to parent, or by allowing any group to tell them that they should pretend their children don't exist by Disconnecting, then what kind of parents are they, really? They allowed the C of S to parent you and raise you, and if they don't like the result, then they know what to blame...and it isn't YOU.

Personally, I think you turned out great, especially considering all the crap you had piled on top of you and the cult interfering in even very basic things like earning a GED, or who you can talk to, etc.

Good luck. You know you now have a lot of people who DO care about what happens to you, and are more than OK with you feeling uncensored and free to discuss publicly, without harassment, how you think or feel about whatever subject you feel is appropriate to discuss.

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Hang in there, Gypsy. <3 And maybe now would be a good time to stop calling it a church.



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Yup, the Cult contacted you.
It's the eve of Staturday and they seem to be anxious.
Tell them to fuck off and then carry on.
Cheers and may good times roll your way.

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Stay strong kiddo, don't believe you're alone, ever.

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Wow, what an interesting story. It's like you grew up in an invisible foreign country, right in the middle of San Francisco.

Did you ever have time to go for a walk in Golden Gate Park? Springtime, the place is filled with hummingbirds.

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Gypsy, you know you've got support all over the place! This legion is far and wide.

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Good grief.

So, your so called father disconnects from you because he has a bad back and BLAMES YOU(!), and then he comes back a couple years later inferring that you aren't free to post anything you want on the internet???

Um, no.

I'm sorry, but you don't owe your so called father anything. He decided to choose between the cult and you, and he chose the cult.

But that's his loss.

Please, have a wonderful life away from this man. Congratulations on your engagement. Please focus on your new life and your new family. Some people get lucky and have good parents, and some don't. You can still have a great life away from these people. Best wishes to you.

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Just keep in mind that underneath it all your dad is basically good--even though he is stuck in the valence of a (very short) penis.

Tell them all to mind their own fucking business and leave you alone (if of course that is what you want).

Jeff Queerios is not worth talking to--ever.

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I'm glad you've come to this decision, Gypsy. You're doing the right thing for yourself and for a lot of people who don't have the courage that you do of speaking out.

If you're ever in the South Bay, raid with us sometime :O

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Jeff Quiros, this thread is your stat. Be sure to record it in this week's report. It definitely counts as an international publication.

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Keep up the fight Gypsy. I know you have broken free from the cult, and it will only be a matter of time before your parents see the light as well. Hold fast and let not your heart be troubled, we are all here for you.

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Gypsy, you are very courageous for speaking out and I hope that you will continue. Your story is just one of many constant reminders of how fucked up scn is. And to have your dad, who you haven't spoken to in yeaTrs, contact you out of the blue because of some "black pr" is just sickening.

To OSA SF...suck on my left nut.
And to Jeff Quiros: Your art is TERRIBLE. Not only is your sad little ship sinking, but your art looks like it was drawn by a 10 year old after he was given a few hits of acid. Have you been taking evil psychiatric drugs, Jeffrey?

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Come on down to the dome whore. If I recall, the proper... contribution has already been made.

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carefull now!! OSA might interpret that as arson! LMAO

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Congratulations.

My only advise is not to seek approval from anyone for what you choose to do. It will be hard when OSA starts fucking with you IRL. When family gets upset. When anons make fun of this in your life.

Fuck 'em all.

Do YOUR thing. The good people (here and elsewhere), will come to you and help. Just as you will go out of your way to help them if need be.

Sleep well tonight, my friend. You've earned it.

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The cult started this, time to play their game. Print out a big ass stack of other people's stories, go pay a surprise visit to your father. And ask him to point out the "inaccuracies" in all the other stories.

See if he starts to get the picture.

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This. Is. Solid. Advice.

Good luck.

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Bravo and many blessings to you, Gypsy!
<3

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Your dad is scared of losing whatever it is that he thinks he has.
and the cult has conditioned him into believing that their mission is more important than Love itself.
When in fact Love is what holds it all together.

There's a hierarchy of victims leading all the way to Miscavige to Hubbard.

It is so great that you've broken free. Just keep your head and do what you gotta do. Pray for your dad or have hopes for him or whatever, but don't let the cult use your dad to defeat you. He's just a pawn to those directing him.

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That's Scientology for ya.

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Good for you! With Lily backing off it is great to have someone coming to the fore.

I wish you and yours all the best for the future. I hope that after the dust has settled anyone close to you who is currently in will come out, as in out out, not just out.

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I know scilons who are not allowed to attest to clear because they've used acid and cannabis, did he tell you this himself?

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Excellent! Good girl!

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i know i'm in no position to offer advice.. but my thoughts are that they don't hear the word PLEASE nor do they consider anything other than a full-on assault - as weakness

here's what my heart tells me:
next time they get you on the phone - tell them you expected this phone call was about their previous request for what they should offer for a no fuss settlement - & you'll settle for a million or something, and that the next time they cause an interaction with your life in any way shape or form that you'll add your name to the lindstein class action..

make a post about an incident anyways. clearly mark the post as being in direct response to (this)

i.e. tell them to f**k off, your family will be free one day - it will be a good day - look forward to it

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Well done, Gypsy.

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So you were modeling, does this mean you're hot? /r/ pix