About Love: What The Way Did Not Teach Me
Photo of Charlene L. Edge, 2022, at Rollins College. Winter Park, FL. Photo by Hoyt L. Edge, PhD. Greetings, readers. The following essay is about love. I post it here because it conveys some things about how my experiences in The Way affected me. I wrote it in 1990. Maybe its value to you, readers, is that it shows what happened to me soon AFTER I escaped the cult in 1987. I haven't posted much about that, about how I "deprogrammed" myself from Victor Paul Wierwille's cult. Note : I do not use AI to compose anything I write. About Love: A Conversation In December 1990, I was on the verge of divorce. Despite unimaginable stress at home, for a college class final project, I managed to write about the assigned topic: love. That collapsing marriage, my first one, was to a man I met in the fundamentalist cult, The Way, when I was eighteen and he was twenty. Our cult-saturated union ended in April 1991 when I was 39 years old. Divorce wasn’t easy, like most people t...