How one woman got out of the Quiverfull movement where she homebirthed, homeschooled, home-churched and faithfully submitted to her husband.
August 29, 2011
Do you remember when it first dawned on you that your relatives are all a bunch of crackpots and weirdos? Seems like I was around 8 or 9 — my mother worked all night in the casinos and slept most of the day, leaving me alone to protect my naïve older sister from the depraved advances of Mom's alcoholic boyfriends and worry about my big brother's drug addiction. I couldn't count on my grandparents to help — they were too preoccupied with their own divorce, dating, and remarriage dramas.
"Holy sugar," I thought to myself, "these people are seriously messed up!"
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