Long Lasting Pain and Damage

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.

This letter was given to Bishop Ricardo Watty Urquidi in Mexico City in February of 2010 during the visitation of the Legion. Bishop Watty also listened very patiently to my story and in a private aside, told me how sorry he was for what I went through.

For personal reasons, I am withholding my name from this document as I do not want my life to be linked to Regnum Christi on the internet anymore, but I can be reached by means of this blog and will happily confirm my identity and the details contained within.

I am so grateful to the other precandidates and consecrated who have shared their stories as it has filled me with great peace to know that after all these years we are finally supporting each other and able to say what we really think. I am sad when I think that we suffered so much in silence, isolated from each other by the rules regarding silence and not having friendships.

February, 2010
Your Excellency,

I have been pondering this letter for about a week since I knew I would have the opportunity to present this letter to you, and my mind began to fill with ideas and emotions. I have written so many stories about the pain and suffering Regnum Christi left in my life, an anguish so severe that I tried to take my own life. I’m sure you don’t have time to read the screenplay that I created to express in story form what I went through as a member of the Third Degree of Regnum Christi. Or the 150 pages I wrote about my “vocation story” while I was recovering from my overdose. Or the numerous short stories and articles that I composed in moments of therapeutic renewal. Long before I was convinced by the consecrated women that being consecrated was the only true vocation to happiness, I knew that my vocation in life was to be a writer.

So let me poetically give you the numbers that may be the most effective way of expressing the depth of the loss and utter devastation that was my life as a consecrated member.


The number of members of my family still in the Movement


The number of consecrated who called me and wrote me to see how I was doing once I got home from Mexico. That is also the number of events they invited me to. I tried to start a Regnum Christi group at my college so they would include me, but after crying at one retreat, I never came back. My former directress, Pilar, did all that she could to help me, but I was bound by my Promises of Charity not to speak badly of my spiritual guide, even though I was being psychologically destroyed


My clinical depression before consecration in Regnum Christi. During my second year, we were given MMPIs (the Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Inventory) and made to draw psychoanalytic images. Not surprisingly, I drew a weeping willow tree, a classic symbol of depression, and my MMPI scores were higher than I ever saw when working in a clinical practice


The amount of writing opportunities I was given as a consecrated


The number of times I was able to come home while I was a consecrated member until I left


The number of times I read the Statutes even though my then spiritual guide told me it was not necessary, that the ones about finances were not important to know. I also read the complete Manual of Principles and Norms and the lesser known Manual de Urbanidad which talked about how to walk, how to dress, how to hold one’s spoon, etc. We were told that all of those documents represented God’s will for us and were approved by the Church


The years I spent in the Precandidacy when my Dad let me go after 2 years as I was so crazed by my supposed vocation and all the brainwashing I received about true happiness only being with “God’s Will” and their promises about their happiness that I broke a window


The number of people I was allowed to say goodbye to when I left consecrated life. They were from another section and so they didn’t know I was leaving for good and I couldn’t tell them for “charity.” I just said, “goodbye” when they dropped me off at the airport. My directresses did not say goodbye or hug me either. One supervised my packing and never said anything like a goodbye or “I will miss you.” Another saw me in the chapel before I went to the airport and did not say a word.


The number of my sisters’ weddings that I had to miss even though my family offered to pay for my trip as I was not allowed to attend as a consecrated member. One sister still does not forgive for not having asked for “special permission” to go. I was so faithful to the norms that I would not ask to be considered different from other members.


The number of people I told about how suicidal I was as a consecrated: my spiritual guide and my Mom. My spiritual guide continued to emotionally abuse me by constantly picking on every weakness I had. My Mom told me that I probably had an illness called depression and it could be treated with medication and therapy. My spiritual guide was very angry and since my Mom knew I was unwell, they told me they had to send me home. In retrospect, that person was probably trying to follow the rules of the Movement, but they were harmful to me and left deep wounds on my psyche for many years that followed.


The amount of people in my family who no longer consider themselves Catholic as a result of seeing horrible hypocrisy in the Legion of Christ and Regnum Christi. Yes, I am one of them.


The number of years it took for the Movement to send me my transcripts from my years of formation so that I could graduate from college after leaving. I had to threaten to sue them before they would tell me where I could get my transcripts, and they tried to charge me exorbitant sums for what most schools consider a free service


The number of children in my family that they managed to convince they had a vocation to the Movement or the Legion


The Third Degree of Regnum Christi. We were told that we were like St. Claire to St. Francis, the modern “nuns” to the Legion. Please pay attention to these women who have always gone ignored and will continue to be ignored unless you hear their stories. Many of them are good women who have been brainwashed and used to become recruiting and fundraising machines


The amount of vocations the Church lost from my family due to bad experiences with Regnum Christi and the Legion of Christ


Years. how long I spent as a Precandidate and consecrated member


The Private Promises that we made on August 22, 2000 in the presence of Fr. Anthony Bannon, L.C., which we also signed a form for


4.0 out of 4.0. my Master’s level GPA


The steps of recruitment. I still remember them after 8 years. Friendship, Interest, Trust, Commitment, Surrender. Regnum Christi uses “redes” or nets to recruit people. They hide under other names and earn people’s friendship. Then, one piqued their interest in the Movement. Eventually, after one won their trust, one had to gain their surrender to “God’s will for them” which surely was Regnum Christi, because, as they explained, Regnum Christi was so wonderful. I spent many years in the Movement before I learned these steps as a consecrated. It was then that I realized I had been deceived and this was something totally different than what I had signed up for. I gradually realized I was being pressured to do 2 things – recruit and fundraise – and I had never wanted to do that with my life


Minutes. the average amount of free time we had in between each activity so that we were unable to have time to think or for self-reflection


The years for which I endured traumatic flashbacks in which things that I had dissociated came back to me suddenly in a terrifying way


The number of girls in my Precandidacy class who got consecrated. I think one might still be consecrated, but I am not sure. The rest are all out. One girl in our class was anorexic and the rest of the girls began to eat as little as possible. When she was in the hospital, I overhead the directress of the school telling the priest not to give her Communion unless she ate


The age at which I remember the Movement first in my life


The number of days I spent under medications after my overdose while the doctors saved my life. My life was saved because as I was about to die from internal bleeding, I received a picture in my head that I could not die because there existed the possibility that I could have a family and a happy life as a writer. Because of that possibility, I was taken to the hospital


The number of years I have spent in psychotherapy recovering from the Movement, beginning at 3 times a week and gradually going down to once a week when I could hold off my depression that long


The age at which they began to recruit me. Please note that I was not at an age in which children have yet developed complex reasoning


The number of years my brother lasted in the Legion


The number of pounds I lost when I got the rotavirus after telling my spiritual guide that I didn’t understand how the Movement would fulfill its mission if all we did was work in schools and she told me that I was talking like an enemy of the Movement. My directress ordered me to gain back the weight over the next months but I was so depressed I was barely able to chew food


The number of books of Green Volumes or Cartas de Nuestro Padre we had to meditate on during Evening Prayer


The age at which I felt called to the Precandidacy, or boarding school for girls discerning consecrated life


The number of spiritual guides I had throughout my time in the Movement. Often, it was pure torture because they were chosen for me, and only Maricarmen Perochena really liked me as a person. My spiritual guide during my second year of consecrated life emotionally abused me because of my “pride” until I became suicidal


The age at which my Dad allowed my brother to enter the Apostolic School after long disagreeing with Fr. Bannon, the then Territorial Director of the US, and the head of the Apostolic School about how boys were separated from their families as being non-Catholic in spirit


My older brother’s age when upon the story of another then-Apostolic they witnessed a Legionary at the bed of a third Apostolic at night


The number of ReGAIN members, more or less, who comforted me and guided
me when I was the Movement’s garbage and had no one to give me insight into my situation. I was given the equivalent of free therapy, many great friends, and healing


My younger sister’s age when she spent a semester at the Precandidacy in Rhode Island


My age when I made a spiritual consecrated approved by my spiritual guide in the chapel in Rhode Island


The amount of visits I made to the Blessed Sacrament every day for which I was constantly sent back to clean my room and make my bed better because you can’t have both


My age when I accepted that I had been badly treated by the Movement and left to die of depression by them. I decided not to die, but to live and to find a new meaning in my life even though I could not imagine anything outside of consecrated life


July 26, 2002, the day I flew home from Monterrey, Mexico so suicidal I could no longer think clearly, but so integrated into what being consecrated meant that I could not help myself from recruiting members on the airplane


The number of days a year I was allowed to spend at home as a Precandidate. My Dad was especially upset that we were never allowed to come home until the day after Christmas


The number of students that were in the 6th grade class I gave Spiritual Direction to in Monterrey as we started to recruit them to consecrated life. I feel guilty as I remember their names and their faces and afraid of what the Movement might have done to them in their futures


The number of times I estimate that I wrote to Maciel in Rome over the years. I’m sure it was more, and I actually got some 4 or 5 letters back from somebody praising my fidelity. I often wonder what kind brother wrote that to me and what inspired him to feel pity for me


The number of Aspirin I took on Sept. 11, 2003 when I could no longer bear the thought that happiness could never be mine as I was not good enough to be consecrated


The cost of the airline flight home when I was suicidal which the consecrated ordered my parents to pay for. They gave me $50 to take in case I needed to buy food and instructed me to return the rest of the money and the suitcase upon my arrival to my home. They also looked over my clothes and books and told me what I could take home. I was advised to leave as many clothes as possible so other consecrated could use them and only allowed to bring back my personal journals and letters from Maciel. When I got back home, I had a mostly empty suitcase and no clothes to wear at home since I had last been living at home at age 15, and not a cent to my name. All of my savings had been spent as a teenager going to conventions and retreats.


The amount of money I was expected to obtain as a consecrated to fund the mandatory trip to Rome in 2001


The number of days in 8 years. how many nightmares I estimate that I have had since leaving consecrated life as symptoms of Post-traumatic stress disorder. I have one that I remember about once a week, so it would be safe to say that I have one every night during the other dreams that I don’t remember.


Probably a low guess for what my parents paid for my overdose hospital bills. I don’t know how much it costs to save someone’s life, but considering half of my blood was replaced, I guess a lot.


A very low estimate as to the amount of money my parents gave to the Legion of Christ. If you count $5,000 a year for each one of us children, as what the Legion requested for school years and later as full-time members, it would probably be at least $60,000 USD. How much of that money was spent to fund Maciel’s sexual escapades or will be given to his sons? Did any of that money go to pay for our formation?


An estimate of how much I personally have paid into 8 years of therapy plus gasoline and parking, plus all that my parents have put in. I would guess it surpassed $40,000. Try going to school full-time, working full-time while depressed, and paying living expenses, school, and therapy while it is a struggle every day just to figure out if you want to be alive. The consecrated told me I would not regret giving Christ the first chance, and he turned out to be a nice person, but I most definitely regret giving Regnum Christi the first chance in my life


The number of papers I signed when I left promising not to reveal secrets about the Movement and not to speak badly of it. At least, I think that was what it said but I was so suicidal I mostly just signed as I was incapable of understanding the forms


The number of girls still involved with Regnum Christi and the Third Degree who are being used, brainwashed and manipulated into thinking their lifestyle is the only true way to happiness, that Marcial Maciel was a living saint who brought God’s message to them, and that Regnum Christi is the only true path to holiness for them. I hold constant sadness in my heart for these women and I can only hope that the Church may free them from this terrible situation.

Dear Bishop, I came out of Regnum Christi suicidal, depressed with dissociation and symptoms of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. I am not alone. Many young girls have been tossed out of consecrated life like garbage, just as I was, and left without guidance, support, or any sort of help in creating a new life. I do not believe that I was called by God to that life. I believe that I was brainwashed from the age of nine, and that when they got what they wanted out of me, I was thrown to the curb.

Please believe that this cannot be a work of God, and it is only from my own experience of the loving hand of God in my life that I still believe in him. However, I cannot ever return to a Church that knew about the horrors within the Movement and chose to ignore it for more than fifty years, long before I ever would have joined, and could have prevented me from ever suffering what I did. I cannot return to a Church where the Pope praised the Movement and Marcial Maciel so many times in public, which was crucial to my entering and believing in it, when the evidence about the group was so craftily being hidden. It is too late to win me back to the Church, but if you act quickly and deftly, you may still be able to save the faith of others.

Respectfully Yours,

49 Weeks
This story is a testimony from the 49 Weeks Blog. You can see this and more stories by visiting 49 Weeks.



2 thoughts on “Long Lasting Pain and Damage”

  1. YOu should not be cross about Marcials Maciels children getting money in damages, the church really minds about money so asking for a very big amount of money in recompense for what they have done to others is not greed it is the best way to put htem in a half nelson which will stop the from doing the same to others. You yourself should also ask for money for damages as doing so is one of the best ways to change these people. of course you would have to barer the calling you merely greedy. Anyway they should give you damages shouldn’t they?


  2. I think a catholic education can pre-prepare people to accept the ideas of the religious or supposedly religious without daring to question them much.
    They put out the idea that thinking might lead to wrong thinking and lack of faith.
    As to wrong thinking, who gets good at things if they dont practice them? You can’t just get thinking right but its still better to try.
    They dont get it right either, their ideas on child molesting and rape were not adequate, nor were societies when I was a child.
    As they talk in the name of religiosity when they question the validity of thought, people take what they say to heart, are really affected by it.

    They do pretend they are teaching you to think when they try to teach you to accept all their ideas, however they will not let you utter thoughts that are not conducive to the vaticans line of thinking so they are not really allowing you to think.

    An example of how they disapprove of thnking is that I have met a lot of catholics who throw cold water on the idea that literature is good. That reading literature is a vaulable occcupation and with psycology it is the most complete hashing out of ideas on whether humans should do this or that so to knock it is terrible.

    They hate Zola. ZOla writes about the poor in a way that severly quesitions whether or not poverty leads to greater morality, and the church love to think the poor are very moral or it does when such a thought suits them. They are probably good enough at eating out hte poors hearts when they are alone with them. The church like to ignore the fact that poverty is not good for morality, the poor have the worst of every single world. For instance pooverty can lead to overcrowding that increases the likelyhood of incestDrinking is more destructive of others in poor families were they cant pay for help.

    The laws on having women and children in the mines were changed not because the poeple working to change them talked of the great hardships in the mines which is what they did at first but when they talked of immorality in the mine which is waht pulled the public against women working in the mine. So, talking of how moral the poor are is likely to increase hard heartedness about the troubles of the less well off and indifference about organiseing economy in a way which does the reverse of asking people to pay others properly.

    One of their arguments against books is that books arent real.
    .A good book is called good because it is supposed it has a high degree of valuable comments on real life and because the life they describe is pretty real, much more so than is the norm.
    Writers sit down and talk lengthily about their experiences and thoughts on paper, no one else lets you see how the other h alf live, a poor person, rich person, Russian, Chinese person, etc..
    The other argument Catholics use against literature is that reading is evasion.

    I believe that literature brought about changes in attitudes that have greatly bettered society, for instance i have read that in Fieldings time women were jailed for gettting pregnant before marriage, though it seems that the sentence was hardly ever carried out, Ideas on how wicked getting pregnant before marriage is have moved a lot and I suppose books like Thomas Hardys say, have helped bring about such changes.
    Harriet Beecher Stowes books brought about changes in attituded to slaves.
    Jane Austins books dignify women, her heroines have very serious thought patterns and much as people say her books are about manners, making them sound as if they are about how to hold ones knife and fork, they are normally about whether or not it is kind to do a variety of things to make jokes about poor old ladies to ignore others because you are too grand to talk to them and such. WHethher a priest should think a woman is a bore to talk to such a great figure for too long. i have heard of one priest hwo was indignant about a woan talking to hi. it is so hard to be consistant about humility we all fall on this subject in one hole while we avoid another.
    Whether it is good to stop all friendships between young women would, maybe be a good topic. How do the the young develop human sympathies and problem sovling abilities between friends iif they dont practice doing so. How do they learn to survive if they are not practicing how to relate to others, it iis all very well to say trust others but others are very competative and push people off the road?
    The brontes also dignify women. Their heroines think well and the Brontes themselves, much as they were women addressed pretty brutal topics, so taking thought of women a long way from your too correct to be interesting or truly valid level.
    Heathcliff who marries to revenge himself on the Linton family hangs his wife’s dog as they leave her brothers house.
    Who expects women to write about such brutality and more than that to do so of a man who they make you sympathise with because the course of his life has not run smooth, while you are disgusted by him?
    He is a wife beater. Catherine says he is a cruel wolfish man but we have been told of him ;while he was a boys so we cannot totally hate him. That is very real. How often have i found it hard to dislike people who were cruel because I knew them as children or for some other such reason.

    Henry James talks of people who others see as respectable, a respectable doctor for example in the book Washington Square, who brutally sit on members of his family is aloof and unaffectionate to them in the framework of supposedly civilised upper-class society so nudging one to question what is villanous.
    I suppose this book is a good one for Regnum Christi sufferers. As I see it Henry james in this book is saying that the man who cannot love his little girl for being fat and overdressing, is as much a villan as Iago in Othello.
    Should not sitting on people also be considered a sin? If it were, then would it be harder to behave as they do in Regnum Christi.
    He is cold to her and careless of her other relationships. Regnum Christi is cold, would accuse girls o pride if they liked finery, find it hard to see their graces and this girl is warm and trembles a lot, human things move her, she has spiritual graces, her father just sees her as stupid from early childhood. Her mother died in childbirth. She feels her fathers hatred when she becomes counscious of it in early adulthood as something that cripples her emotional life making it hard for her to trust to mens love again so she it described as putting her heart into doing embrodiery fo rhte rest of her life though she is always very sympathetic to the troubles of the young.

    Even if writers did not bring about changes in attitudes of the whole society, when you read the books of such writers you are thrown into endless discussions about the ins and outs of every moral human question. Reading them should make it harder to accept that the unkindness of those in charge of the girls in Regnum Christi as to the girls friendships and as to their need to talk of their troublesto somone who cares about them, on the soulessness of talking of troubles to spiritual leaders who are so set on hardening the girls, so that they dont compllain of anything that they dont help them with these problems just throw scorn on them.
    The girls talk to people who are so convinced that to think of ones own problems is to be selfish, that they only critisise the girls for worrying about themselves when these are troubled, as if looking after oneself were not a first requisite for not becoming a weight on others.
    Spiritual advisers do i believe ocasionally give advise on friendships but the negative attitudes so far the positive ones to problems as to make such advisers very bad so often that no good bit of advise reverses any sensible persons opinion on their human qualities.

    Sheldon of the sit com THe Big Bang theory says to Leonard, when Leonard is worried about his relationship with Penny, “Ok, be selfish and think of your own problems”.
    Sheldon is cross because he wants Leonard to think of onlySheldon not Penny. He wants Leonard to entertain him in that moment. He is so unable to judge that he is cross with a man who gives an awfu llot of time to Sheldon instead of to his own problems.

    Being careless of the progress of peoples ability to be friendly to others is every bit as much a sin as pride say is. or should be if catholics dont see that then they should not be guiding anyone.

    Being asked to critise literature, as one is if you study literature and having to read the famous critics of literature is an education in going through moral questions. It is an execercise that problably helps people to resist sects. INtelligence is not always innate. Disciplines like going through things with a tooth pin are what is needed as well as intelligence, though it may well be that an unedu;cated person has had a family member who taught them to do such a thing.

    A proper study of theology would do the same I should think. It would be necessary to read the arguents between fransicans and jesuits say and try to think which you agree with. How many strict catholic quote Jesus. I never hear them do so, theology properly taught would oblige them to talk of the discrepancies between Saint Tomas Aquinous and Jesus.
    When the church pretends that there is one set of ideas in the church they are not telling the truth. Maybe they are just talking to their sheep, saying what they think appropiate for children.

    Reading once about Graham Green, I read an autobiography I think it was, I remember that he was talking to some Rome prelate once who said he liked Graham Greene’s book, The Power and the Glory, a lot, but that it was not the sort of book that you want the layman reading.
    I did The Power an the Glory, a story about a priest who is not perfect, as a o-level book.
    They serve the layman pap, baby food. I came to consider, at one moment in my life and before i had met legionaires or other street recruiters, that serving the layman baby food has an effect on their own capacities. If you write for people you suppose to be idiots, then you do not feel as if you have to think yourself.

    I think it is worth studying whether or not people who have had an education with such catholics as say the magdele sisters, are very afraid to thiink for themselves from a very early age, for fear of losing their faith, is the argument i remember them using, so they are pre-prepared to accept what regnum Christi and such serve to them. My Assuption Convent nuns normally gave a good education though. I was lucky.

    I have always tried to veil the criticalness of my thoughts and the Legion has got me out of my shell and absolutely hammering out my harshest criticism of at least one set of opinions. Not that I never in the past let out a bit of my most serious self but that I seldom did and would never have had the face to believe in myself enough to hamer all this down as I am now if i had not been pushed as hard as the legion push.
    MY mother was very critical of our and her own abilities while making us read a lot.
    Let sleeping dogs lie is a piece of wisdom they have not thought much about. I was too diffident about my abilities to do what i am doing today, till I was as hard pressed as I have been.


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