I always knew it was an extreme religious order because it was a place where you could

really give yourself completely.

That was part of the attraction.

I'm part of the cultishness, I suppose.

From Rococo Punch and I Heart Media, this is the turning, the sisters who left.

I was a senior in high school and I saw a cover of Time magazine and there was this face

of this wrinkled nun with a white veil with blue stripes and she's had these eyes and

I read about this not in Calcutta who was doing these fantastic things with taking in

dying people and caring for them.

I heard about Mother Teresa growing up.

I knew about her work with the poor, her Nobel Peace Prize, her St.hood.

But I didn't know who she was, her personality, her toughness, her resilience, her inner suffering.

After talking to the women who worked alongside her, I feel like I'm starting to.

When I saw her, something struck me, there was something about her.

There was a force, a power, a presence.

She would look right into your soul, into the depths of your soul.

I'm also learning what it was actually like to be in her fiercely private religious order,

one that sees suffering as the path to Jesus.

For some of the women who left, this life was not what they'd imagined.

The order was wired that you had very little time to think.

You're only getting input from one source.

You isolate her from everyone else.

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