I’ve only met one for sure possibly 3 or 4 victims of this kind of psychological torture, and the one I know like this author is still just as incoherent and latched to Jesus as the Artist/Narrator of this work. It’s unfortunate the way pastors latch on to these people during their psych crises and just lock them in another slave program. Hopefully it’s better than the one she escaped in the first place.
My programming was for other purposes and luckily when I fractured it hasn’t been into MPD yet, I think because I took control of a lot of my own early education, and therefore got disqualified for the horrific field trips this person went on as a child. They have boxes for all of us, and there’s another box waiting outside the first one you break out of. It’s unfortunate to meet one of these poor creatures in person, often their self-harm scars and stories of trauma are just gut wrenching.
Please take the following with large grains of salt, but entertain the possibility that large swatches of the overall story may be correct, while trauma and framing may jumble much of the report.