All MEN NEEDS TO HEAR THIS!
I am a broken soul. I am a troubled heart and an angry human being and it's all because of men. They took advantage of me and I turned into something and someone I am not.
I lost my parents at a very young age, I had no one to take care of me after my grandmother also passed away. I was just 16 and I had to learn to be independent at that age and also learn to survive on my own.
A lot was happening, other times I couldn't go to school because I didn't have sanitary pads while sometimes I would be too weak because I slept on an empty stomach the previous night. I could go the entire week without eating and no one cared.
My whole community turned their backs on me because my family has always been accused of witchcraft. Apparently people would see their deceased relatives in our yards at night. My grandmother was accused of turning them into goblins.
I have never seen such and to this die I don't know how true that was. My grandmother or parents never showed me any sign of witchcraft at all. My father was sbari makoti because he lived at my maternal grandmother's house with us.
That too made the community of my mother giving my dad a love portion. When I was 17 I finally decided that school was not for me. I gave up on it and started dating a 45 years old taxi driver. My first ever and also my baby daddy.
He treated me so well and even encouraged me to quit school forever because he wanted me to be available for him at all times. He used to buy me groceries and clothe me so why would I not listen to him? I fell pregnant and he dissapeared.
I kept the baby because I was hoping that he would come back to us. He never did and I was broken and hungry again. When my child was 2 years old I met another man who was 50 years. I was 19 and he took care of my baby and I very well.
He kept on telling me that he is tired of taking care of another man's baby and if maybe I had a baby with him then he wouldn't mind. Out of fear of him leaving me I fell pregnant and he was with me through out my pregnancy.
When I was 8 months pregnant his wife confronted and assaulted me. He was there just watching,he denied me and my baby. He called me a liar and a homewrecker and left with his wife and I've never seen him again since that day.
I later dated my age mate, he loved me but his family was against our love. I fell pregnant and he stood by me. We had our baby and we were happy. When my child was six months he was stabbed to death at a local tarven. I didn't go to his funeral because his family hated me. They made it clear that my child and I were not welcome there.
I met another man who was 40 years old. He infected me with HIV then left me. I became the lady of the streets. I started selling my body to feed my kids. Working locally was so hard because so many people recognized me.
I moved to Gauteng to continue and one day I met a woman from Malawi who told me about stealing men's luck and happiness through s**. At first I was skeptical until she mentioned that I would become rich in the process. I was desperate the give my children a comfortable life so I accepted.
She was also working in the streets. She took me to a sangoma who changed my whole life. The sangoma has helped me a lot to improve my life so I'm not going to expose any process that was done there.
But I was given a little monkey that only I could see. I would go to clubs with it and it would point out married or committed big spenders. Then I would seduce them and sl€€p with them. Sometimes we would book and other times just a quick one at the clubs.
It didn't matter how or where it was done. They would think they are sleeping with me not knowing that they were sleeping with the monkey. The monkey would extract liquids from them and also insert a worm inside them where they would go back to their wives and pass the worm to their wives.
The worm fed off ovaries and with every ovary my pockets would get deeper. I have been doing this for many years now and now I wish to stop. I am no longer angry and I have forgiven the world for being cruel to me.
My worry now is that my kids are growing up and I don't want them to get punished for my sins in future. To every woman who's husband's goes clubbing, please protect yourselves spiritually and physically too.
Your husband's are putting you guys at warfare's that you know nothing about. I many times tried quiting what I do to men at clubs but I suffer the consequences.
I hear voices at night,I hear my kids screaming and I see shadows of people in my house and I think that's where the voices come from. I literally would stop going to clubs for a week because I want to quit then that's when I'd hear voices. I would be woken up by my kids screaming and when I run to their rooms I would find them sleeping peacefully but I'd still hear those voices. It makes me feel like I am going insane.
Yes I have a huge house where my kids all have their own rooms and we are living a very comfortable life but it is now costing me my kids.
Sometimes I even find dead animals in the house. When you do these ukuthwala rituals, the people initiating you are never honest about the consequences. Infact they don't even bother to mention the consequences incase you decide to quit.
I have money, a lot of it which I find in my black pot which was given to me by the sangoma that initiated me. We call it the black bank. That is where i find money after successfuly sleeping with men and they sleep with their wives and our monkey and the worms are fed.
I also recently learned that my eldest daughter will be initiated involuntarily when I pass away. I was never told about that otherwise I wouldn't have done the ritual. I wanted my kids to have the freedom to choose their own paths.
The black pot only opens up once a week and when it's loaded I am woken up by voices and smoke coming from the room where I've placed it. When I go in the room to fetch money, the first time I couldn't believe that there was so much money in my House. I was excited and over joyed because my problems would all be solved.
But you are only given 30 seconds to take out the amount of money you need. You just walk in with a plastic bag and take out any amount of money you want. You have to be quick or fire will start burning inside the pot. That is a sign that your time is up.
When it's time to feed the monkey then you'll feel fire burning you in your private part. That's how you know that the monkey is ready,even your private part starts making monkey sounds.
When the monkey is satisfied then the black ATM will give you a sign to collect your money. If you decide to quit that's when you'll realise that you might have the houses and cars but you don't own them.
The cars break down for no reason and the house is occupied by shadows. Kuningi guys but I am drained.
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