I am wealthy with friends who I’ve been close to for twenty, thirty and even fifty years. I’ve been living with the same great guy for thirty-five. Once I love someone, it takes a lot to break that bond. I’m a loyal person and even though I’m more discerning now, I always will be. But when I got out of an eighteen-year immersion in an everyday cult, I realized my inherent sense of loyalty had been used against me by my ex-teacher.