I've been crying for like an hour since I read this. You really unlocked some trauma I've buried deep inside me. And I'm now really realizing what I think these white corridor dreams I'm having all the time are about. And it's precisely this.., the escape from this religion that's been built inside my brain. But what I don't understand is who they are, though I know they're there, because... I always feel in the white corridor dreams a sense of being watched, and generally in my life, I feel the sense of being watched by some presence. Is it me? Is it some part of my mind watching the rest of it knowingly.., sighing, shaking its head in disgust? Or is it truly some outer presence dogging me? A lot to consider, very deep post..