In 2011, after thirty-four years of near total immersion, I walked away from Scientology. I was approaching 70, and had simply reached a point where I just couldn't lie to myself any more and faced some uncomfortable truths: Scientology wasn't great, it hadn't helped me, not with the things that mattered, and it had cost me well, pretty much my life, including a sizable inheritance, I was devastated by those realizations. I left quietly. The "church" probably still thinks I'm a member. I moved to small Mid-west town outside the reach of the "church". No staff members could come pounding on my door to "recover" me. By then I knew all their tricks. My journey back began with solitude, which at first I hated, but in time it became my friend. I read and thought a lot about what had happened to me. I wondered: How could I havebeen so fooled, for so long? I began writing about my experience. In the process, I met Me and decided I was okay just the way I was. That was a significant realization. My memoir, Escaping Freedom, is about my journey and hopefully will be published this year. I plan to post sample chapters, reviews, and etc. on this website from time to time. I would love to hear from you with comments or suggestions: firstname.lastname@example.org.