Writing this book was easy. Living it was the hard part. This is the true story of what it means to be born into the fire of fear and fanaticism-and somehow crawl back out alive. I grew up in the 1970s and 80s, the age of Satanic Panic, Bible-thumpers, and out-of-context scripture wielded like a weapon. By ten, I was told I deserved stoning. I endured mental, physical, and spiritual abuse, and lost family, faith, and identity. This isn't just a memoir. It's a survival manual written in spiritual blood and memory. Inside, you'll find the brutal honesty of what it means to be called "evil" by your own family, church, and God. You'll see how I found refuge in games, stories, and rebellion when reality itself turned into hell. And you'll see the truth that no sermon, no doctrine, no "Christian love" could erase: that living through it was the hardest battle of all. If you've ever questioned the cost of blind faith, if you've ever been crushed by a system that called itself holy while it bled you dry, this book is for you.