

Childhood diary entry from 2012
I was 12 when I wrote this, I was heavily indoctrinated into the IBLP community. I am 26 now. Re-reading my journals has been a prompt in therapy to understand myself better.
Yeesh dude it hurts to see how I was just fully accepting I would be raptured once I was in my 30s or 40s. I accepted I would have no future regardless of being raptured or being a wife and mother.
I have a complete different understanding now, but I feel so repulsed by then.
Reconnecting with the dark layers in this experience and accepting I am healing and different. Letting go of shame and fear of existence.
I think I also have this lingering fear that if I enjoy my life it will suddenly be not real anymore.