When I got into Scientology in 1986 I was a battered wife survivor. I had a son. All was bleak. We were surviving, but ill. I had been a symphony violinist pulled up by my bootstraps, but ill. Due to Scientology counseling I survive better! I am no longer a victim. I am not ill. I am strong! My son is OK and surviving. Without Scientology I would be dead! My son -- who knows where he’d be? I owe my life to L. Ron Hubbard. Otherwise my son and I would be in hell! But instead we are doing well and very much alive!