TRANSCRIPT:
I was in Scientology a while ago. I joined in 2010, 2011-ish.
About six months later, suddenly signing my staff contract to work for the Church because I was seeing people being happy and being helped by Scientology. And I was like, yeah, why not? If I want to help people in my life, Scientology is the best way to help people. It’s clearly helping people, so why not get on board with that?
So I didn’t want to leave—I got kicked out. I was walked to my office and told to get my stuff, and he was waiting there at the door while I gathered my belongings. I was escorted to the door and told I can’t come back until I do a return program of doing certain courses from home. This was the most heartbreaking, earth-shattering thing to have ever happened to me.
So, when I finally got back in the second time, I was kind of a bit upset. I said, I’m a bit upset here because I was on this mission, and I thought I was doing the right thing—helping people. I got kicked out, which sucked. But what sucked even more was making all these friends, spending all day every day with them, going out, selling books and having a great time and helping people. Suddenly they won’t even reply to my texts, and I’m branded some sort of horrible person.
And actually, the truth of the matter is that I had problems way before I even joined Scientology, and that’s the cause of all of my upsets.
