I always thought my mother's spiritual seeking was silly. So I almost couldn't believe it when a wacky new age community helped me cope with her death.

I was a Disney Channel child actor from a staunchly Atheist family. Now I’m a genderqueer minister in America’s heartland.

Convinced a demon was making me gay, my mother turned to exorcism. Years later, her pop idol finally helped her understand.

I thought I was just a liar, but years later a therapist explained a deeper reason for what I'd done.

I always dreamed of helping people, but I put it all on hold to raise my kids. Now that I've found my calling, I'm facing upheaval at home.

After a lifetime of resentment, working with other T.B.I. patients finally helped me understand the riddle that is my mother's mind.

I spent almost a decade learning to be an 'only' after Matthew died. The un-learning is almost as disorienting.

She said I had cancer, and an eating disorder, and pneumonia. I didn’t realize it was abuse until years later.

My son has reactive attachment disorder and constantly makes up elaborate lies about being abused. But then he actually was.