My whole life I was told how family will always be there for you they will always love you when no one else will.

But that couldn’t be further from the truth. Not only did my family abuse and hurt me growing up, they take any speaking publicly about what happened to me as a direct attack against them with one punishment, exile.

My family has free rein to hurt me as they wish in their eyes but the moment I speak against it I’m the bad one.

And the worst part is I do need them. I need their help and support and no matter what I do they just aren’t there. I get my heart broken time and time again and they don’t seem to care.

This is the type of family that Mormonism creates. Cults in which no one can speak out without losing all support but continuing endless cycles of abuse