Of course we were one big happy family, well that is what was portrayed. In reality it was like any other large organisation, with factions and them poor cousins who weren't quite proper family. There were the religious hardliners, the separatists, the fanatics, the good sorts and all the Uncles and Aunts. And of course not forgetting those who had wandering hands, eyes and other bits of anatomy, but that sort of got overlooked or covered up.
Aye and I know what you mean about leaving the field and having nothing. I was given $300 cash, climbed on a plane and went home alone. I guess I was supposed to trust God, trouble is I was already on the road of doubt. Had very little contact with other MKs and I didn't really fit into the church scene. So I found with a bit of hard work, life turned out not to bad and as I'd done it pretty much by myself I didn't have to feel grateful to NTM e.t.c.
One happy family! Yeah right, no family I know treats other members like this.
But then again what would I know, I'm just a distant cousin from somewhere in the Australian outback ain't I
