How else can I say it?

Maharaji made me feel shitty about myself!

1. I wasn't good enough for Knowledge.

2. I didn't deserve having the Lord of the Universe even look at me.

3. And more and more and more about not being good enough for Knowledge or Maharaji.  It was practically endless.

4. The self-fulfilling prophecy of having a miserable life became a reality because I was quiting jobs every other week to fly off or hitchhike or whatever to see Maharaji.

I don't care what all the happy self-fulfilled Move On people are saying.  My whole 20s and even into mid 30's were a miserable and confusing time for me and I Maharaji was the biggest contributor to the misery.  It's that simple.  It sucked.  I hated being in a cult, but I was too afraid to leave.

P.S. And we should thank our luck stars for Hilltop who actually reads through all that toxic B.S. that came from the mouth of our Lord and puts it on this forum as a reminder of just how freaky and sick it was.  Thanks, Hilltop!!!