Stories of Recovery
My Story – Samantha
My names Samantha, im 16 years old & here is my story to recovery. I'm writing this in hopes that it will help someone going thru the same situations. .
My Story – Brandi M.
I just never bought some of it. I hope my story can help someone.
My Story – Cindy
Don't throw out the baby with the bathwater. Just change the dirty water.
My Story – Tyler
From a follower to a more enlightened semi-leader.
My Story – Lisa Cox
My journey from adventism to freedom
My Story – Glenn Dixon
I was immersed in church life from 6 weeks of age until shortly after my 40th birthday. I was born-again at age 7. I spent my last five years in church leading praise and worship. My father just retired after 50 years in the pulpit.
My Story – Wendy
Since I was a child I always had a love for God. When I was 9 years old I started a ' church ' and invited all my friends to teach the bible. In my teenage years, I left God, angry over the circumstances in my life. A step father addicted to drugs , who abused my mother physically and while on drugs attempted to murder her.
My Story – Fernando Leon
Hi. My name is Fernando and not only was I a Fundamentalist; I am also an ex-gay survivor. The reasons why I was involved in those groups was because of the pressures from family that they want to see me get married and have kids. I also wanted to be straight and given misinformation about LGBTQI people; and finally met one of those "reformed ex-homosexual" campus preachers at Stanislaus State, which convinced me easily because I was naive and vulnerable back in 2006.
My Story – Roger
My heart is pounding and my pulse is beating hard as I write this story. You see, one year ago today I was spending my birthday with the love of my life and planning to get married. Today on my 33rd birthday I am reading other peoples testimonies about leaving Fundamentalist Christianity. I am questioning everything that my heart, mind, and soul believed passionately for twelve years. I was going to be a Pastor.I hold no hatred in my heart for her or her family, my hatred has turned into empathetic sorrow for them. I am sick inside from all the hatred and confusion that has come from my heart, and I blame Christianity.
My Story – Drew
To see if any aspects of my own experiences and struggles strike a chord with anyone....I think because of the space available, and rather than merely give a superficial “just stick to the bare facts”-version,….i’ll write as much as I can that’s relevant to both the intellectual and psycho-emotional turmoil that our journeys out of fundamentalism can involve.



