Introduction by Friends of Esthers:

The story below is a sketch of an event by the daughter of someone who intensively helps a person in need of help. The daughter is a brave, strong woman who is increasingly experiencing God's guidance and protection.

We know the family and the person seeking help, but we cannot check all the facts, yet we put this story on our site because we recognise a lot of the ways described in the life of Esther and those around her, in our team and in other help seekers and helpers.

Our aim is to expose the tactics of the cult, including towards those who help survivors.

Infiltration at my work

by a daughter of a helper

My mother started helping someone stuck in the cult several years ago. At first, I actually knew almost nothing about this, and we didn't realise at home what exactly we were getting ourselves into. Now our whole family is involved and we know more and more about the cult and what it entails. Because we are so actively involved with this woman, we are naturally also being watched by the cult. Around our house, we occasionally notice people belonging to the cult, but things started to stand out for me at work too. I started at a new job in care at the beginning of this year, a very nice place to work and start my new training. At my first meeting with all the new staff, I noticed that there was one person with an attitude that made me feel constantly stared at. After a meeting, it turned out that this person was waiting somewhere and was 'kind enough' to give me a lift so I wouldn't have to walk so long to the bus. The person was very open and friendly and insisted that I ride along, we became colleagues once and the person told me that you had to be there for each other. During work, I noticed that with this person I could no longer connect, even though he tried very hard to be liked by everyone. After a while, it became increasingly clear that this person did not always manage to pretend to like me, he looked at me grumpily more often and had an opinion about many things I told him about myself. At one point he jokingly pretended to take a picture of me , I found this remarkable. In fact, my mother went through a similar situation with someone, after which it turned out that her photo was used by the cult to sabotage with it and undermine the survivor's exit process. Indeed, the photo was forwarded to the survivor by someone from the cult. It was a photo showing my mother with someone from her work sphere, who was recognised by the survivor from the cult. This caused the survivor to be very suspicious of my mother. Eventually I decided to check with the survivor we are in contact with whether the person in question was recognised as someone from the cult, and actually without my surprise this turned out to be true. The day after I found this out, I had to work with this person again. Once at work, he kept insisting if I wanted something to drink, even after indicating several times that I didn't want anything. The person had also brought a wrapped biscuit from home and insisted I take it from him, again after I had indicated several times that I didn't want it. When dealing with the clients, I noticed that he actually treated them in a covert manner in a very humiliating way. When working with this colleague, I also noticed increasingly personal questions about what I had done that week or what I was going to do, but especially about the location where I would be that week.

In a conversation where another colleague who is Muslim was also present, he asked if I also belonged to a faith. I replied that I am Christian. My colleague who I now knew belonged to the cult was also standing by this conversation, and to my answer he very clearly showed his distaste for this. It was almost as if he was disgusted by the idea of anyone being Christian. Although my colleague who is Muslim has absolutely no problem with me being Christian, the reaction of my colleague who belongs to the cult was very remarkable.

I also got the feeling with another colleague that this one had bad intentions, it was a kind of premonition. In our conversations with this colleague too, I noticed an overly exaggerated interest in what I was doing and what was going on in my life. After a while, it was time to work my first individual shift at the group, and as is the ritual after dinner, I went to the restaurant with my clients to have a cup of coffee. The two colleagues mentioned above knew I was working that day and that it was my first shift alone. The restaurant was already closed to visitors so you can only enter it with a key you get when you work on the premises. Even though the restaurant was therefore supposed to be closed, an unknown man walked in through the side entrance. This entrance is normally locked at this time of day. The man walked to a room somewhere in the back and I heard some tables being moved, which made one of my clients curious and started walking away to this room, forcing me to chase after him. The moment my client arrived, the man left the room and greeted me, after which my client walked into the room. When I arrived in the hall, I saw that the man had parked his car right in front of the hall, and because I thought it was a peculiar incident, I decided to remember his number plate and look it up. Online, I got a different car with this number plate, so the number plate turned out not to belong to the car the man was on the premises with. Had I been saved from an unsafe situation by my client?

Despite my feelings about the colleagues mentioned above, I really like my job and I enjoy the work I do. I pray for God's protection every day before I go to work, and feel at work that He will protect me. I put this in writing here to show that there can definitely be reactions from the cult when you want to help survivors, but they only help more to recognise the cult, at least for me! I will not let what they do stop me, because He who is in me is greater than He who is in the world.