This thread has given me courage to speak out. Yes, shamefully, I was once a McCultist.
I was so young. So alone. So naive. And so grateful that my new family provided what my natural parents never did. No pressure to do chores, or homework. They never said “get out”! They all loved me like I’d never been loved before.
I saw Ronald (I called him Ronny) our leader as a virtual man god, destined to change the world. I would be at his side and have my own golden arches one day. But soon after running the old man out of town, things changed. Ronny was different. He became more aggressive with every passing day. The aggression soon turned to violence, and I had to escape.
Fearing for my life, I went underground. But now, after reading the courageous stories on this thread, and seeing confirmation of Ronny’s recent apprehension, I can be free. Thank you fluther… for freeing me.
I’m going to eat a big salad to celebrate!