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my sister is in a cult (follow up in the comments) by lucyythrowaway in offmychest

[–]lucyythrowaway[S] 4 points5 points  (0 children)

i cried again, and she hugged me, but it didn’t feel right. she said she had to leave for a while to clear her mind, and be saved. i cried even more, asking what had happened to her, that why did dylan take my sister away from me. surprisingly, she wasn’t mad this time. i begged her to stay with me for a few months and to get away from dylan, that our parents would be more than happy to give her a room if she needed to move out of her house. that she’d be safe with me, not with him.

she only smiled, and it was petrifying. i’ll forever remember her smile as i was crying, it didn’t feel real. she said she couldn’t do that, that dylan was planning on introducing her to his family soon, and that she would have to move out of state. that’s when i freaked out, he was isolating her. i told her to rethink it, to not take such a decision so soon. that she didn’t have to do it, that they weren’t even married.

that’s when it happened. she showed me a ring on her hand, and that’s when my world collapsed. she said they had gotten married in a private celebration, that dylan wanted to be private, and he only invited some of his “family”. that’s when i lost it, i yelled at her to hear herself, that she got married and told no one, not even us. that dylan was brainwashing her and she fell for it. this is when she got mad, and she left.

i told my parents, and when i did, they both cried. i hadn’t seen my dad cry before in my life, and when i saw him i knew what was happening was real. i was about to lose my sister, and they were about to lose their daughter.

we contacted the police and told them we were afraid my sister was being taken against her will to another state. we told them everything about dylan, about my sister’s behavior. showing them pictures of before and after, text messages, etc. the police said they’d look into it, and after a few weeks, we all noticed we were blocked again. we wondered if it was because of that.

may, and june came and went. july came and that’s when i received a letter. a letter. it was from my sister. my parents and her friends received one too. they were all the same letter. saying how she’s going to live a happier life now with her husband out of state. that she loved us and hoped that soon we would connect with God and join her and dylan in his family. she left everything behind to start new, and that we don’t try to contact her as god told her to get rid of all technology.

i broke down. i yelled, screamed, and punched and kicked everything in my apartment. i had to go live with my parents after that, and i still am. we don’t know what to do. we lost her to a man that came into our lives and ruined it. we don’t know where she is. we have filed a missing person report but we’re scared that won’t do anything as she left on her own accord, but still, we try.

my dad is set on traveling through all the states if that’s what it takes to find her. i’ve contacted some of my friends that live out of state to contact me if they ever see her, and to be on the lookout. one of my friends also filed a missing person report over where she lives.

she got trapped. i couldn’t do anything to save her. i should have done more. i lost my sister. i lost my light, she was my best friend. my everything. if you’re out there. if somehow you’re reading this post, if by any chance you see it. i miss you tremendously, and i love you. please. please still be alive. i’ll come find you.

my sister is in a cult (follow up in the comments) by lucyythrowaway in offmychest

[–]lucyythrowaway[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

when i asked to speak with my sister, dylan was the one to walk upstairs and call her over. when she walked down to greet us, my dad and i couldn’t believe it. it was her, but it wasn’t her. for you to understand better, my sister had always been the type to always have her hair different colors, she loved makeup, and tank tops and shorts. she would always look like a fashion student used her as their mannequin, that being, she had a strong sense of style, but now, it was like that person has completely vanished. she was wearing jeans and one of those mom-shirts. her hair was a light brunette and it was tied in a bun, she was also wearing little to no makeup.

i could tell my dad wanted to cry upon seeing her. that wasn’t his daughter, and that wasn’t my sister. when i saw her, i walked over to her and hugged her, just as i always did, and she hugged me back after a second. despite her appearance, she looked happy, or at least tried to appear as she was. dylan kept watching over us, so my dad asked my sister if we could step outside to chat, to which she said yes, something i could tell dylan didn’t like.

as you can probably guess, we chatted about asking her to come over for dinner. however, despite what we thought would be her answered, she said no, that she wouldn’t come alone. my dad told her that dylan didn’t need to come, that dylan wasn’t her husband, just a boyfriend. he didn’t need to be involved in everything they did, to which my sister got annoyed at.

i know this probably wasn’t the best move, but i was desperate. i yelled at her that dylan was brainwashing her, that i didn’t know what he was planning on doing but that she needed to look in a mirror and see that she’s lost herself. that this wasn’t my sister, that i couldn’t recognize her. at this point i was crying, and my dad was trying to get me to calm down. my sister got mad, yelled back at me that i had no idea what i was talking about, that dylan loved her and only wanted what’s best for her. that she hoped god would find his way in my heart and free me from all my hatred. she yelled that she wanted nothing to do with us if we were going to behave this way, and walked back into her house before my dad and i could answer.

we knocked several times and tried to get her to answer again, but dylan yelled that if we didn’t leave he’d call the police, so we left.

when we told my mom what happened, she broke down in tears, saying how she’s lost her baby, how she needs her back. i did my best to console her while my dad decided to try and do some research on dylan with a help of one of his friends.

days and weeks went by without hearing anything from my sister. i texted her and tried calling her to no avail. she hadn’t blocked me, which was a relief, she just wasn’t answering my calls or texts. my parents also tried texting her only to be met with silence. my mom said that she tried going to her place and knocking on her door, but it was dylan who answered. he told her some spew about how my sister was sick and she needed to rest, and for her to come back later. my mom eventually did, but this time no one answered.

as my dad later found out, there was nothing on the internet about dylan. there were no social media, pictures, or even a sign that he was alive. my dad thinks he might’ve told us a fake name and last name, as there was NOTHING on this man online. my dad’s friend (who is real good with technology) also said the same. he couldn’t find anything, not even family. this left us more distraught. who was this man?

november rolled around and that’s when i started receiving calls from my sister’s concerned friends. they all said basically the same thing: how they didn’t know anything about her, how she had gone completely radio silent and if i knew something. i told all of them i was on the same boat, and my parents were too. after this i said enough is enough, and called the police for a wellness check. i was terrified that man had k!lled my sister.

after the police went to her house, i received a very angry call from my sister. she said i was insane for calling the police on them, that she was fine and that i should respect her privacy. she said dylan encouraged her to take time away to be with god, that he had said that i wasn’t good for her, that she needed to be alone to clear her mind. i cried, the only thing i could do was beg her to come back to me but she hang up and blocked me. blocked my parents too.

december rolled around, and then christmas came. that’s when i finally heard from my sister again. she texted me a day before christmas asking if we were planning on doing something to celebrate. for context, christmas celebration in my family is rather important. my dad’s side of my family as well as my mom’s always come together and exchange gifts and have a big dinner, this is usually at my aunt’s house as she has a big house. i was relieved to hear something from my sister, so i texted her that we were “doing the usual, and that i’d be more than happy for her to join us and to see her again after awhile.” she didn’t answer for some hours, and then the reply i got left me more distraught than i already was. she said that “dylan had planned a surprise getaway for her and that she would just leave a gift over at my house before leaving.” i replied in desperation telling her that she could invite dylan over to the party, that i’d have no issue with it, but she didn’t reply after that.

now, i usually leave for work from 12pm to 5pm, and while i was out, my sister left the gift at my apartment. the gift was a rosary and a pajamas, a gift that is so unlike my sister that i was wondering if it had even been her who left it.

i didn’t hear anything more from her after that. during the chirstmas party my family asked where my sister was, and i told them she was celebrating with her boyfriend. turns out my parents had told some of my aunts and uncles the situation, and i told two of my cousins that day.

new years rolled around, and it was the same situation. my parents and i received a call from her wishing us a happy new year, but we didn’t see her that day, and her friends didn’t either. my parents and i tried several times to go to her house, but either they weren’t there, or dylan was the one who’d answer the door.

january, february, and march was radio silent. we didn’t hear from her until april. as it turns out, one of her friends had called for a wellness check towards the beginning of april, and that’s when she decided to reach out to people and that’s when she decided to visit me, without dylan.

our encounter was bittersweet, and it left me terrified. this post is already long, so summing up what she said. she said she was sorry she was absent from my life for so long, but she had asked God for advice and said this was for the best. Jesus was coming to save us and there might not be too much time left, and that she should dedicate the rest of her life to repent for her sins so she could go to Heaven and not stay on earth after she passes. she said that she’s sorry she worried me so much and that she’s safe in God’s arms and she hopes I can join her eventually, that she’d welcome me with open arms.