Waking up and PTSD
I haven't been to the link, but I was angry, angry angry.
Still am a little, maybe more just sad now that my extended family is fractured.
The link brought me to a, "page not found."
Anyways, yeah, I got diagnosed with PTSD and Paranoid Personality Disorder. I was on meds and everything. It sucked.
It still creeps up from time to time but I've learned how to cope with it a lot better.
When one spends and entire lifetime (in my case 58 years) supporting, defending, believing, trusting, and even loving something or someone only to one day discover that it was all a fantasy, yea your life takes a huge downward hit. It put me in the hospital for a few weeks and has taken several years to fully recover. BUT it was all worth while. Life beyond the cult is fantastic.