I'll start with the dream first, because it's more entertaining. The first thing that happened in my dream was a feeling like I just woke up from a deep sleep. But I was at an assembly. We just finished singing a song and I went to the bathroom, thinking nothing was odd. And then I saw my face in the mirror and noticed my beard was gone. I was really confused because I love having a beard and I couldn't remember shaving it. I confronted my mom about it and figured out she had shaved it off while I slept. I was pretty pissed of course. Then I started questioning why the fuck I was at an assembly (I haven't been to a meeting in over a month now IRL). I looked down at my arm and saw a needle hole in it. I figured out then that my mom had literally drugged me to bring me back to the b0rg. I felt disgusted and violated and started cussing, then the dream ended.

It's funny, cause that kind of reflects real life I think. I was figuratively drugged via literal brainwashing, and I thought nothing of it until some relatively minor issues caused me to question my reality. And now I feel clear headed and awake and loving.

So now an update. As I mentioned last month, my mom kicked me out and I've been living with my sister since then, and it's working out pretty well. I should be able to afford my own apartment by the middle of June. I love my job, and I'm considering getting a second job, just for the extra cash and because I have plenty of extra time. My main job is salaried and I rarely work more than 35 hours a week. It pays enough, but that doesn't mean I couldn't use more beer/stripper money.

My 'worldly' siblings have been nothing but supportive of me this whole time, along with my coworkers. One of my higher-ups even offered to let me stay in a condo he owns for free until they rent it out, and is giving me a bed for when I get my own place. So much for a lack of love.

I went to my niece's 16th birthday party yesterday. It feels weird singing Happy Birthday, but hopefully that will come to pass eventually. It was just enjoyable to spend time with my family.

I get a call or text from one of the elders every other day or so. I just ignore them. I don't think they know what's really going on at all. One of my friends sent me one text message, but that was it and I'm now suddenly out of their group chat. My mom is still trying to convince me I'm doing the wrong thing, but her arguments just run themselves around in circles with no logical conclusion (much like everything jdubs teach).

I don't get to post on here as much as I'd like, but I'm still following everyone's adventures and progress. Keep it my fellow apostates! It only gets better.