Mary Wakefield Mary Wakefield

Am I a brave cult survivor, too?

My year with Ole Anthony’s Trinity Foundation left me with only an admiration for grown-ups who never succumb to normality

issue 12 December 2015

When I was 21, I lived with a cult for a year. It was a commune really, a tight-knit group of Christians, but I’ll call it a cult because it was in Texas and for special occasions we all wore white. There were other cult markers, too: we had a charismatic leader; the younger kids were home-schooled; and, to my great excitement, one (now ex) member wrote a book after she left: I Can’t Hear God Anymore: Life in a Dallas Cult.

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