So about ten years ago, during a really tough time, I got sucked into the new age community that Williamson is part of.
When you’re going through a hard time, they promise love is the answer & that you can find inner peace. I ate that shit up - even though my anxiety just got worse.
I was young, struggling and then blaming myself for not working hard enough to ‘heal’.
Sometimes her words sound nice, they sound promising, but there’s no basis or fact or science behind it. There’s no plans besides LOVE.
It scared me to see Williamson on that stage.
She died.
It hurt to see women in my ‘community’ talking about autism like it was a fate worse than death.
It might sound silly, but getting back into the Supernatural fandom saved me.
Do you know how fucked up it is to think that everything bad that’s ever happened to you, you somehow brought on yourself?
So if something awful happened, I thought I’d somehow caused it on a molecular level.
Logically, I know that it’s out of my control, but jeez it’s still so hard to shake the feeling that it’s somehow my fault.
I was obsessed with The Secret. I took it as doctrine. That’s where it all started for me.
It’s different for Oprah. She’s not coming into this world from a place of desperation and vulnerability. And in her relationships with self-proclaimed ‘gurus’, she’s the one with the most power.
I’m a writer and I have so much material for a semi-fucked-up dark comedy about this world!
I mean, come on, “You’re so on, girlfriend!” Really? It’s a no from me.
I never considered calling it a cult, but after hearing your stories, I don’t see how it could be anything else.
I want to do something about this. But right now I don’t know what that would be.