After reading: They Smile, But Do They Laugh (, I can't help but cringe.

My family was a part of ATI for 4 or 5 years starting around the time I was 11 or so. We were not as deeply involved as some families, but involved enough just the same. My parents did not follow Michael Pearl's teachings on discipline, thankfully. But the repressing of emotions was so real. At 30 years old I still struggle to understand my emotions because they were buried so deep. Now that I've released them, its hard to know what to do with them half the time.

I am so thankful to have a patient, loving husband who is willing to help me figure them out. Someone who is patient when my emotions frustrate, or confuse me. Most importantly, someone to love me despite the messy emotions.

Gothard's teachings are so dangerous. Even when "taken with a grain of salt".

There is so much more I could say, but I don't think I have the processing power at the moment.

So for now; Live freely, Love deeply, and Laugh often.