Our Post-MCGI Future

Five years from now.

We’ll remember the time we gave everything, our money, our time, our silence because we thought it was holy. We thought that was the price of salvation.

But we went through it all and now we get it. MCGI did not only collapse because of us.

It collapsed because of itself. It’s overreach, its greed, its obsession with control.

It built a system that only worked if we stayed quiet and loyal. But when we stopped being afraid, the whole thing started to crack.

The captive market model, propped up by lambingan and gaslighting couldn’t withstand the quiet rebellion of exiters and the cold truth of an open market.

Their businesses failed once they had to compete like everyone else. Without the pulpit, their products stood naked.

But we stood up. You stood up. We broke the spell. We spoke. We walked away.

What happened next is what we call the restoration of dignity. Family ties mended. Health recovered. Finances stabilized.

We stopped handing over our paychecks for “good works.” We stopped believing abuse was discipline. We stopped mistaking control for care.

We became anti-fragile. No longer gullible to cult-like patterns. No longer prey to fear-based theology. We believe that the stranglehold of the cult had to be shattered for true healing to begin.

And it did because we acted.

And here’s the part that still gives chills. We were guided by a dream that this cult could fall like Haligit Suhay did and its offshoots. That one day, its control would weaken. Its lies would rot. Its followers would walk out with open eyes.

It sounded impossible. We were told we were delulus. But we believed anyway because we were guided by data.

And it turns out we weren’t dreaming.

We were right.

Our campaign was never just noise.

It was strategy.

Our online engagement made exiting normal.

Our courage made silence costly.

Our testimonies opened closet doors.

Those who stayed began to question. Began to give less. Some, nothing at all.

Donation fatigue spread like a quiet contagion. The target quota system turned on itself.

Fewer givers meant heavier burdens for others and one by one, even the loyal couldn’t keep up.

This is not just a story of collapse. It’s a story of our active participation.

Of what’s possible when we speak, when we resist, when we build exit pathways and light them up.

Looking back today,

The campaign isn’t over. But the proof is revealed before our very eyes.

Our presence matters.

Our call PABAGSAKIN ANG KULTO was not just an empty slogan.

It was correct.

It was guided by momentum.

Supported by data.

And it worked.

So let’s not slow down now.

Let’s keep showing up, posting, talking, testifying. Pro-BES, Anti-BES lines and whatever stupid labelling that is as long as it redound to the demise of current MCGI.

We are the proof that leaving is not enough for cult recovery.

Our active participation in awareness campaign is the beginning of something finally human.

Post more, write more, share more today!

So that true healing finally commences.