My cry for help hasn’t changed since 2014.

 I remember being admitted to the hospital emergency room for observation and complaining that I believed my enemies were poking holes in the back of my voodoo doll. The nurse rolled her eyes and said, “So you’re saying you would like some Tylenol for pain relief?” That’s not what I was saying. This was the first time I felt strong back pain for what was diagnosed as arthritis in my back. A few years later I got my back xrayed, which also revealed that  I have degenerative disc disease. I am still not entirely convinced that there isn’t someone so threatened by me and so hateful that they are poking holes in a voodoo doll of my likeness which is contributing to my predicament. If only I didn’t believe in the possibility that people can make things happen through harmful and powerful magic spells. I don’t know that it’s possible or impossible as I have no proof either way. I was raised in a conservative Catholic background and had never met anyone that far out of my circle for years. By now, in my mid 40’s, I have met a few people that said they have family members who dabbled in that, as they were growing up and throughout their lives. They have seen some things and they know enough to stay far away from witchcraft It is nerve wracking to hear that point of view, because I would like to comfort of telling myself that it is impossible. I have such luck!