Lili Ryder

Through the Bubble – Lili’s Adventures in Scientologyland by Lili Ryder 

Lili’s rejection of the advice to curb her wild dreams and impulsive decisions aimed her at a life allergic to boredom. After high school, her comfortable commune life evaporated the day she came home with a puppy. No dogs were allowed. Eviction followed.

At her crappy new rental, the roommates served up a soul-sucking soup of silence and judgy looks. After a few months spent flirting with apathy, Hell looked like an improvement.

Lili enrolled in the Communication Course at the local Scientology Center on the advice of a family friend. She was assured it would help her become a “more able” and happier person. And bonus points, she’d find a better brand of friends. 

This shiny new organization offered a straightjacket of rules, demands for promptness, and adherence to their sacrosanct schedule. Thrift-store shopper, hippie chick, commune-loving Lili, dove into the eyeballs-to-eyeballs communication drills and regimented routine with cheer-leader enthusiasm. Love-bombed for her new ‘confront’ skills, Lili leaned into the “Production is the basis of morale” mindset of her fellow spiritual happiness seekers.

Yay, Lili rediscovered her inner backbone, started her entrepreneurial journey, and got too busy to be depressed. Not so yay, she ascribed her life improvements to charismatic leader L Ron Hubbard and his pithy bits of wisdom.

Lili followed L Ron Hubbard’s twisted mindset into a transactional universe, where you’re only as valuable as your last donation.

 I was a Scientologist for over thirty years. They’d call me a bitter apostate. I prefer snarky escapee.

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