by Krystal A. Hubbard
Have you ever known someone for a long time and as soon as you get into a relationship beyond friendship, you find out something you didn’t know before? Well I had a friend, a really good friend, that I had known for well over 25 years.
We began dating by doing what we would normally do: go to the movies, have dinner, have drinks, only this time we would hold hands. It should’ve been easy-peasy. For whatever reason, I noticed that when I knew he was coming over I began experiencing heavy anxiety. I know, I know...I should’ve paid attention to my gut, but I was thinking that I was stressing myself out because of a title change in our relationship. About two weeks after we started dating, he asked me how I would feel about being his wife. I remember almost passing out and then strongly requesting that he take me home.
We would only see each other every-other week because he had his children on the off weeks that we didn’t see each other. This was good for me as it gave me time to prepare to spend time with him. Looking back with hindsight being 20-20, who does that?? I did! I didn’t want to lose the awesome friendship that we’d cultivated over two decades, but something just wasn’t right. Then one day he came over with food he prepared and his energy was really dark and oppressive. I asked him what was wrong, he replied that he was stressed because he “needs to take care of me.” In which I told him that if this new title to us changes the way we are as friends then I don’t want to be together; I would rather just be friends.
If it doesn’t feel right, it definitely isn’t right. Anxiety no more!
About a month goes by and we’d been going to the movies and still having fun. I was still experiencing anxiety when I knew he was coming by, but it would stop once we were together and laughing. The last time we got together was a complete mess. Long story short, he was pressuring me about meeting his kids and getting married and him taking care of all of us. It was way too much to deal with. Although I had known him for a long time, I hadn’t seen this side of him. That night I told him that I needed space and told him of how things had changed for the worse; that I wasn’t comfortable being with him like this and I felt really oppressed and pressured. It wasn’t pretty, but it needed to be done. We were done.
A few weeks later he called me and asked me what I use on my hands to keep them soft as my hands were always important to him. I was thoroughly perplexed! I told him that I use coconut oil. Three days later, I get a shipment from him of a small jar filled with coconut oil, a note written in red ink stating “This should be enough to take care of your hands. Love....”. As I am writing this my stomach is churning.
The next day, I grabbed a Dorothy Morrison’s Wicked Witch Mojo Poof candle. I inscribed his name from the bottom to the top in a spiral on the candle, I read the incantation, lit the candle and envisioned him walking down the street away from my house. I lit the candle every day for one hour until it burned down. I haven’t heard from him since. No more anxiety! No more pressure! I lost a friend, but I learned a valuable lesson: pay attention to your gut!
Your intuition will keep you safe!
Having a charmed life is about manifesting those things that make you happy, but it is also about getting rid of those things, ideas, and people who don’t. You just read how I used a Dorothy Morrison’s Wicked Witch Mojo candle to remove an oppressive person from my life. This candle is also good for removing those things that do not serve your highest good.
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