After taking stock of my life, and especially my childhood, I have no doubt I was raised in a cult. It feels weird to say that, because people disagree on whether Mormons (that was my childhood religion) are a cult – but at least, people acknowledge they're a high-demand religion. But who cares about the difference? They chiseled away at who I was until I didn't know who that person was anymore. I have no doubt that being exposed to such a stressful institution in my younger years contributed to the onset of BPD.

Has anyone else here experienced something similar?