Chrystal’s Story: My Second Lump (Part 2)

This is part of an on-going series, for all posts in this series see the tag Chrystal’s Story. A note from Chrystal: I was born a fourth-generation Christian Scientist, and finally left the religion when I was in my 40s. In this blog series, I will do my best to share with you my 40+ year journey. I have done my […]

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Why can’t Nana keep up with us?

By a contributor to The Ex-Christian Scientist. “Why can’t Nana keep up with us?” my child asked. The question hung in the air. “She’s older,” I replied. “She’s not as young and energetic as you are.” This answer seemed to satisfy my child, who skipped further up the path, leaving me to wait for Nana. But more questions follow: “Why does […]

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Are Christian Scientists free to choose medical care or not?

By Bruce, an Ex-Christian Scientist group writer. A number of child death cases in the 1980s and 90s involving Christian Scientists, exposed The Mother Church, Christian Science practitioners, and Christian Science nurses to the potential of criminal and/or civil liability for the deaths of children under their care and/or treatment. The Church subsequently published a policy to make it clear […]

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Old Habits Die Hard

The following is a collection of contributions from members of the Ex-Christian Science collective about experiences seeking medical care and interacting with medical professionals. Back in 2000, I had this scaly patch on my neck. After watching it grow and covering it with makeup for two years a friend said, “that looks like skin cancer – you’d better get that […]

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I knew that we had no ability to heal our physical or financial problems using Christian Science

By an anonymous Ex-Christian Scientist Group contributor. I grew up with my ailing radically reliant Christian Scientist mother and my grandmother—whose house it was—who didn’t believe a word of Christian Science, but never said anything to keep the peace. When I was about thirteen my grandmother started suffering from dementia, which by the time I was sixteen had progressed to […]

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Childhood fascination with medicine & desire to fit in

The following is a collection of contributions from members of the Ex-Christian Science collective about childhood health and safety issues they faced growing up in Christian Science.    Once I was at a friend’s house, and the mom handed me a Flintstones vitamin at dinner and I FREAKED. OUT. I jumped out of my seat and ran to hand it back to […]

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I am grateful for her kindness and pragmatism.

By Stacey, an Ex-Christian Scientist Group contributor. My mom calls a Christian Science practitioner daily. She serves as my mother’s therapist. Fortunately, the CSP is a woman of reason and has encouraged my mom to not be so upset by this or that. My mom has never met this woman, as she lives several states away. Of course, my mom […]

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I was/am healthcare proxy for my Christian Scientist parents

By Abigail, an Ex-Christian Scientist Group Contributor. Abigail is a pseudonym, to ensure anonymity.   I was healthcare proxy for my Christian Scientist dad, and I am healthcare proxy for my Christian Scientist mom. The guilt is excruciating, and a big part of why I’ve reached out for the support of this group. It’s something only we can truly understand. Throughout […]

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Ruth’s Story: Turn to Medical Hospice

By an anonymous Ex-Christian Scientist Group contributor. This is the story about my mother’s turn to medical hospice in the final weeks of her life. She is not alive to tell the story herself, but I believe she would approve my account of it here. My mother (her name is Ruth) was a devoted, life-long Christian Scientist who practiced ‘radical […]

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I had given plenty of time for the ‘work’ to ‘work’

By Paul, an Ex-Christian Scientist Group Contributor. As a kid, I had serious physical issues that arose from horse-riding accidents, playing sports, as well as dental procedures, etc., that all went off without the benefit of pain relievers or medical attention. The only time I was afforded medical care was when I broke my forearm. I consumed an adult beverage […]

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