Anger with the people closest to me lying to me and playing games with me

 I am so angry at all of my so called friends and family members, who are lying and playing games with me, regarding this hex. I mean everyone has heard my complaints. They either don’t believe me or they are so wrapped up in their own trivial issues, that they just don’t give a rip what I am going through. It’s hard to get sympathy and support for your struggles from self centered narcissists. I am surrounded by narcissists, I believe. They are not as bad as the F.U.’s though. No one in my circle is evil, so that’s a win.

I have been called out for my anger lately and for my critical words. The people around me are banding together. I believe that my brother and my college stalker K have been in communication for years. My college stalker K, speaks to many people in my circle, and they are keeping it a secret from me. I never considered myself a jealous person. I don’t want to wrestle with any negative toxic mental roller coaster feelings. Loving a Leo can’t be easy! He’s trying to mess with my mind and make me jealous. He is a fire sign. Dear God, what have I gotten myself into?

Evil E and my brother have fragile male egos and can’t take criticism or ridicule. Neither can K, I am assuming. I never ridiculed my husband. I am a 50 year old adult woman. I don’t do that! Certain things you just don’t say out loud to people. I am being pushed to the brink, so please forgive my biting words and get over it!

Am I really the villain here anyway? I posted a few years ago that Evil E reminded me of the character Inigo Montoya from The Princess Bride movie. K is definitely the blonde prince. Evil E didn’t like hearing that. 

***This may be out of pocket, but I just want to say that I think Evil E and the F.U’s killed K’s father, with their malicious magic. Their own father had a cancer battle a few years before January of 2013, when K’s father passed away. I think the F. U’s dad survived his cancer though.  Does K’s dad’s spirit reside in G now? Did their souls swap bodies, like in The Skeleton Key movie? What a terrible thought! Did you know that the Friday before K’s Dad passed away was Friday the 13th? I was hearing voices that day.

Here is my post from Friday the 13th, in January of 2023.  Long story short. I think they planned to give K’s dad a heart attack, as retaliation for a passing drive by flirtation with me and for K getting more serious about leaving L for me. That’s my sad and scary epiphany of the moment.

Reasons I believe this hex has changed me.

 1. I really believe in magic now. 

2. I am willing to experiment with witchy things, to see if making moon water and wearing crystals can help to cleanse and protect me.

3. I accept the inability to control my circumstances. 

4. I realize that I need to and can use breath work/self soothing techniques, in times of stress. 

5. I let go of the opinions, judgments, words, and actions of others.

6. I have spent 50 years of my life, worried about disappointing others and of their negative opinions of me. That behavior pattern does not serve me, so I close the door on that. True happiness, healing, and living authentically are my new mantra. 

Who cares what other people think? Maybe I am a witch, at heart, so who am I to judge? I can wear evil eye repelling jewelry, if I want to. I can love who I love. I am free to enjoy any exploration that comes to mind.

***Here is a picture of my magical protection cat Halloween decoration, that is already sitting outside our front door. I may keep it outside my doorway year round. Also, I decided to make moon water last night, during the Black Moon, and bathed in it tonight. I am manifesting a restful and healing night of sleep tonight!

I guess I chose the right doctor

 A work from home radiologist sounds like the perfect doctor husband for me.

One of my doctors referred me to hematology, because my blood results came back weird. My iron was low. The results concluded that I was possibly anemic, so they wanted me to take iron and get more blood work done today. Being referred to a hematologist, spiked my already high anxiety. I always assume the worst. Hematologists deal with blood related cancers, so you have to go to a cancer center, to see your doctor. Freak me the hell out! My joke to the doctor was that “seeing a hematologist is very disconcerting. It could be anemia. It could be leukemia.” I have an uncle who died of leukemia, so I definitely went to that place mentally. My blood results already came back though, and I am no longer anemic, so the iron supplement worked. 

As I was driving out of the parking structure, I witnessed a woman yelling at a doctor, pointing her finger at him, because her loved one’s cancer metastasized. He was apologizing to her profusely. I was frightened for him. Thank God my man, K, didn’t decide to be an oncology doctor! Cancer is no joke! I can only imagine the stress of dealing directly with patients who are in such dire situations. life or death, is as stressful as it gets. Dealing with patients and their families, coping with cancer, the when emotions are running high sounds stressful. When the cancer is winning, they will blame you! There is a potential for danger, in the medical field. Thank you, doctors, for your service! 

***Im predicting now that, even if I die of cancer, sneaky Evil E and the F. U. family had something to do with it. 

I told random people this on the beach in 2013

 If the police would just investigate instances where someone claims to have suffered from voodoo and Santeria magic, it could help prevent and solve many previously unsolved crimes. Palo Santo-esque practices could change the military completely. Evil E hits me from a distance. If the military looked into using his techniques, serving in the military may no longer necessarily involve deploying for service.  Serving in the military could transition into a work from home job. You could “hit ‘em from home,” like Evil E does. Hitting a stuffed voodoo doll, in your bedroom, sounds like a punk move, but it’s the safest and sneakiest assault imaginable. Evil E can read my mind. He knows what I am thinking, doing, and planning on doing, at all times. All the while, he harasses me, manipulates me, makes never ending insulting comments to me. He plays psychological warfare with me. I am his tortured prisoner. It seems like Santeria makes acquiring counter intelligence, getting critical details of your target very easy. 

I am not sure how he initially hexed me and why he continues to harass me, for the past decade. I am definitely impatient for my harassment, abuse, and manipulation to end. Malicious magic has been un-policed for so long. I never understood why. It’s about time someone investigated the public’s claims and rumors of injury or death, by magical means. My story is a hard to believe one, but it is a true story. Hopefully people start to pay more attention to the pleas of people suffering the way I am. 

Thinking of you, witch!! (L)

L robbed me and K of a lifetime of love, that we could have shared with each other. I should be the one who is angry and distraught. You had already served him your magic love potion, he drank your kool aid, and proposed to you, with the energy of a gold medal gymnast. He performed a cartwheel, when you agreed to accept his ring and marry him??!! What sane, sober man proposes like that? As if he was more enthusiastic than you? It was definitely b.s. and sketchy.  Was he being sarcastic? Did she promise him a particular sexual favor, if he let that be their proposal narrative? I don’t get it. 

I think L tried to ruin my fitness momentum and rob me of any motivation, discipline, prettiness and stylishness I had or could have had. Remember it was me pumping iron in 2013, not you?  Look what happened, when I Iost the baby weight?! You and your crazy cousins waged war on me! Going back to my husband and gaining the weight back, made your negative focus quieter and calmer. Unfortunately, you never entirely shut up and you never stopped hexing me. You were holding onto your sham marriage for dear life!

The next stage in this game of life, for me, is losing weight and seeing how it changes the way K, L, and the rest of the F.U. family treat me.  Not that I am losing weight for K, because it’s so superficial of K, that the only reason he never walked before now, was because I was way too fat for him. That’s what everyone is saying anyway. But realizing your wife is a very clever liar, manipulator, and witch is a great reason to leave, if I say so myself.  Their whole marriage was a sham!  

She did look great though! Didn’t she? Her fashion was on point! Between the CrossFit, the expensive wardrobe, a ton of makeup, and whatever beauty or edge, she could siphon from me, she definitely helped her retain her property (her man) for a long time. She didn’t deserve him though. 

Glad he finally dumped that loser, L! I’m still bitter that, I alone, caught hell from the  F.U.’s, when K would fantasize about me and drive past me. I alone, would get hit. I alone, would get berated. They were smiling and lying right back at you, K. They were so busy being secretive and trying to save L’s marriage to K, that they would play dumb, never address the issue, much less discipline K. They disciplined me, instead! Sucks to be me, I guess. If K had a heart, he would focus on what he did and didn’t do, to contribute to the mess I am in, instead of teasing me, stalking me, telling me to be the bigger person, (as if he has any influence over me. We are not in a relationship), and just acting like a wimp.

The Nightmare Isn’t Over

 Indeed! Here is a link to my eBay page for some spooky vintage toys!

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Evil E drove past me hauling a truck bed of manure yesterday. Do you think he is planning on murdering me and burying me in that pile of shit? I do. He is truly nuts! That’s where he belongs anyway. Not me! 

I got a blood clot yesterday while I was having some vein sclerotherapy.. I think Evil E created it, while watching my procedure. There is no point in trying to hide what I am doing, at any given time. Evil E knows everything that I am doing, at all times. I have no privacy from him. He can hit me. He can verbally harass me. He can threaten me. He can scare me. He can strangle me, while I sleep. All from the privacy of his own home.

 I wish people believed me, but I know everything I am saying is shocking and extremely hard to believe. It’s true though. This is really happening. This is the most hard to believe, true story that many people will ever hear. If you never believed in the power of witchcraft and understood the low depths that some people would go to, to screw over other people, for their own selfish gain and for getting their sadistic kicks, well now you know. Keep telling yourselves that this is justified, assholes! I’m damn glad K left L. It’s very satisfying to know that he finally knows the truth and he finally dumped her ass! Your dumb ass family put a love spell on K, to get him to propose, anyway. You are all in cahoots with each other, so you should all suffer the consequences. What an evil family the F. U. family is!