Tag: 49 Weeks

This is one of a thirty part exposé on the Children of the Legion. This group of women, then girls, in the Regnum Christi, share their stories of abuse, neglect and the aftermath of being children in the Regnum Christi. For a complete list of stories to date, view Children of the Legion.

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Thank you to one and all who have shared your stories so far. I don’t know many of you at all, and others I lived with for three years and still barely know–but I am truly grateful for this group bringing us closer together. Funny we’ve discovered more about each other over the internet in a month than years of living together.

I was at the PC for 3 years, I left after my junior year. I went to the PC as an escape from my home–my family had just moved, I didn’t have friends, and I was depressed. My options were homeschool or PC, so I got the hell out of Dodge. Continue reading “Frances’s Story”

This is one of a thirty part exposé on the Children of the Legion. This group of women, then girls, in the Regnum Christi, share their stories of abuse, neglect and the aftermath of being children in the Regnum Christi. For a complete list of stories to date, view Children of the Legion.

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I didn’t WANT to be a nun.  I was raised Catholic. I read stories of the saints. I believed in God. I prayed. But I didn’t go looking for any sort of religious lifestyle. They came looking for me. Consecrated women, with fake happy smiles, began by encouraging me to go to youth group (and encouraging my mother to send us). While there, we were told we were called to “incorporate” into ECYD. I remember when my younger sister refused (always the rebel  :P ), they told her God spoke to them and told them she had to incorporate into ECYD. They were mad when she outright told them to leave her alone. Continue reading “Andrea’s Story”

This is one of a thirty part exposé on the Children of the Legion. This group of women, then girls, in the Regnum Christi, share their stories of abuse, neglect and the aftermath of being children in the Regnum Christi. For a complete list of stories to date, view Children of the Legion.

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I was at the PC 2000-2004 (9th-12th), was a co-worker 2004-2005 in Atlanta and then stayed very, very involved in RC until two years ago. I look back on my time in the PC with mixed feelings. I met my very best friends there, people I still consider my dearest friends and who I think I will always be in touch with in life. I loved Rhode Island and do feel the academics of the PC were quite good. Interestingly, my happiest memories are those brief moments when I allowed myself to break away for a few moments from the rigidity of my normal life and “rebel” against the norms. Continue reading “Anne’s Story”

This is one of a thirty part exposé on the Children of the Legion. This group of women, then girls, in the Regnum Christi, share their stories of abuse, neglect and the aftermath of being children in the Regnum Christi. For a complete list of stories to date, view Children of the Legion.

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When Fr. Maciel came to visit us that summer, we all ate outside and he was at a head table and they called me up to meet him. He looked at me and said ” you have a vocation to be 3rd Degree Regnum Christi!”. That was a lot of pressure to carry around for a lot of years. If he said it, it must be true. It took my brother telling me five years later while I was in the candidacy that I shouldn’t hold onto that and it was OK for me to leave, and I couldn’t base my decision on what Fr. Maciel had told me. What if I hadn’t had my brother there as someone I trusted? I know I would have become consecrated out of guilt. Continue reading “C’s Story”

This is one of a thirty part exposé on the Children of the Legion. This group of women, then girls, in the Regnum Christi, share their stories of abuse, neglect and the aftermath of being children in the Regnum Christi. For a complete list of stories to date, view Children of the Legion.

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Let me start by saying that my personality is one that internalizes everything and when I THINK of the memories from ICA (Immaculate Conception Academy) I immediately recall all the emotions I was feeling at the time. Negative experiences tend to be more dominant, yet I would describe my 3 years at Immaculate Conception Academy as Heaven and Hell – there was nothing in between, I alternated between incredibly happy and incredibly miserable.

First I would like to say that I loved the exposure to an international setting. Formation-wise I learned a lot about character and human values. I think my ability to see the good in everyone I meet stems from the knowledge I have of personalities and living in close quarters with different types of people and cultures. Continue reading “Elle’s Story”