There Was That One Time (i almost fell into a cult)

It was the OPPT 1776.

Looking back, I had gone through several traumas. They compound one on top of another, traumas do.

My daughter, the death of my grandson, the destruction of my family, an abusive relationship all left me vulnerable, alone, needing to be part of something, something bigger than me.

I think because my mother raised us to think, logic eventually won out over the ever increasing weirdness. I just stopped following the bizarreness.

After the insurrection on January 06, 2021, I started following certain 17 letter named group to watch what the numbers were doing on the Qutlish posts. They were falling. I wound up following a few recovery subs on Reddit, and SO much of what I was reading was ringing a little alarm bell in my head, “This is SO familiar”.

Honestly, it was all so long and so many lifetimes ago, I couldn’t even remember OPPT 1776. I could remember the American Kabuki blog, but it’s long since gone and the author has moved on to a new blog. Strange thing is, the new blog has a lot of Q ties.

Today I was able to remember OPPT and was able to go dig in archives to refresh my memory. The ties frightened me and I am grateful I was able to think in a way that I was able to not become totally sucked in. I’m walking away with a greater understanding of how people get sucked in to stuff like this and it comes from, trauma, sense of no belonging, desire for acceptance and someone to love you.

Reading stories in the Q recovery subs, really, really set this in cement for me.

If you have lost someone to Q, I suspect you need to connect with their trauma, that led them to seek out this kind of acceptance. You can not conquer this with facts. it makes people dig in. They need love and acceptance to reconnect to reality and for some that will be hard. This is why they will need love. If you can connect on that level then you might have a better chance at connecting to a part of them that remembers how to reason.

They have to crack on their own terms. You have to be there to pick them up, love them and get them into therapy.