I’m in a number of Facebook groups for ex-Christian Scientists, and am an admin for a few. One of the bigger groups has a fairly steady inflow of new members, and it’s often a similar pattern when someone new joins. They read through old threads and like/comment on them, so old conversations from several months ago pop back up in my newsfeed, and I smile or grimace at the subject matter. That’s all well and good.
Then comes the inevitable “here’s my story…” sharing; or the “how do you deal with situations like…” post; then begins the sharing of something that truly starts to piss me off when I read it. No, I’m absolutely not pissed off at the person who’s sharing. I’m pissed off at Christian Science; I’m pissed off at what it does to people and families; and I’m truly and deeply pissed off at what Christian Science makes people do to themselves and others.
There is the post about a still-in-Christian Science family member who is dying a slow death of a condition that could be treated with proper medical care, or the story of someone who does seek medical care, makes great progress, then decides to revert back to Christian Science, and begins to slowly and agonizingly decline physically. Too often, Christian Scientists fail to realize the true damage this crap-show religion does not only to themselves, but to their loved ones who can only stand by helplessly and watch them die. If you want to read a truly touching memoir of this sort of experience, that will draw you deeply into what it’s truly like to deal with this first-hand, read fathermothergod: My Journey Out of Christian Science by Lucia Greenhouse.
There are also the many mentions of ex-Christian Scientists who might just be having a bad day whose still-CS parents will say something to the effect of, “well, it’s just your thought that’s making it bad…” or some other metaphysical bullsh*t like that. Ugh! I swear, this stuff makes me want to scream, and it isn’t even happening to me! It makes me so incredibly grateful (a word I’m working to reclaim from the clutches of my past Christian Science indoctrination) that I have very little contact with Christian Scientists, and no family still marinating in it.
Sometimes, I just want to step away and go on with a life that’s 100% free of Christian Science. That includes involvement with ex-Christian Scientist groups, websites, and blogs (like this one). It’s not that I don’t like other ex-Christian Scientists or want to help them; it’s that I just want to run to a dark cave and deny that it ever existed. Talk about a different twist on the classic Christian Science-denial reflex!
For now however, moments like this fuel my desire to help others who are leaving Christian Science. I want to continue to expose this religion and what it does to people. If anger is to serve a useful purpose, it might as well be as fuel to power a good endeavour.