Rich on February 8th, 2009

The reason I post about my familial experiences on my blog are in the hopes of helping others see through the fog of their own families.  I sometimes receive bitter and hateful e-mails and comments that suggest I am doing this as some sort of revenge against my family.  If that were the case I [...]

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Rich on January 20th, 2009

I feel angry today. The anger feels good. The anger feels powerful. The anger I feel is towards those that use morality to control others.
The abuse that we suffered as children is a symptom of a much larger problem with our world today. We have been lied to.
Children are naturally curious. [...]

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Rich on December 15th, 2008

I jumped ahead in my story to talk about my deFOO because I wanted to get my experience out there before the holidays since this is that time of year when children go almost unwillingly back home to visit their parents.  I hope my story will help readers of this blog make a decision to [...]

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Rich on October 14th, 2008

One year ago today marks the day that my life was changed in the most significant way ever. What happened on that day? I joined the Freedomain Radio (FDR) forums. It’s been nothing short of an exhilarating ride since then. I can best describe it as my soul tearing me along [...]

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Rich on September 2nd, 2008

I think I paused before my post about my nihilist phase because I ran across some unprocessed feelings about the moral relativism that was along side that nihilism.  Once I have figured that out (and I think I am fairly close), I will get back to posting.  Something I want to be careful with on [...]

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Rich on August 14th, 2008

Now that I’ve gone into my history a bit, I think it is a good time to talk about where my desire to be free began.
Sometime in high school I became enraged with my mom about the lack of freedom that she allowed me.  I started to rebel in hidden sorts of ways.  I started [...]

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