The Beginning of the End

This is going to piss a lot of you off, but it is my hope that most people will understand where I’m coming from.

I was invited to be part of a blog talk radio interview with a psychic called Monika. She has been dealing with the paranormal for many years and just recently started up an internet presence. She was looking for information about people in relationships with sex demons and stumbled upon this blog.

I decided to take her up on her offer for two reasons:

  1. I wanted more information about my own situation.
  2. I have been having people approach me looking for ways to rid themselves of abusive spirits. I needed some guidance because I just don’t have a clue as to how this is done. Some people believe it can’t be done, but I believe it can and so does Muffin. It especially intrigued me when she claimed that she has extracted these demons successfully in the past. I had never heard of this.

So I went on the show around the one hour mark and it started off sounding like it would be a smashing endorsement for a relationship with these spirits. However, as the interview progressed, the tone gradually changed and we began to uncover some things about my situation that had been nearly invisible to me up till that point.

I asked Monika how she perceived Catherine and she very honestly informed me that she looked like a classic succubus sex demon. I had always suspected as much, but I figured Catherine was of a more benign variety. Monika respectfully disagreed, claiming that there are no inherently virtuous qualities with these demons. Rather, the positive aspects of this relationship were likely to be entirely my own doing; my own work.

By this point in the interview, I was completely exhausted and my head was swimming. I haven’t listened to the episode yet, but I think I kept my composure fairly well. This sort of thing happened when I revealed the existence of Catherine to my best friend, John. Originally, I thought it was Catherine’s way of saying that I had revealed enough information; not that she didn’t want me to reveal anything at all.

Then, Monika pointed out to me that she couldn’t feel Catherine in my vicinity anymore. I found the same. I couldn’t feel her. This was very strange as I have been feeling her non-stop for the past two years whenever I turn my attention to her. Monika thought this was quite telling and I would soon find myself agreeing with her.

When I got off the phone and tried to go to bed, the psychic attacks began. Catherine was pissed and terrified. She had been scared for the entire week because of the impending interview. I originally thought it was simply my nerves, which didn’t make much sense because I’ve done plenty of public speaking in the past. She does NOT want the spotlight being shined on her… and if she really was an altruistic spirit, the extra attention shouldn’t have bothered her. That passage in the Gospel of John is ringing in my mind now: “But those who do what is true, come to the light so that their good deeds will be shown up.”

So I fought for every wink of sleep I got last night, which wasn’t much at all. She would jerk me awake whenever I got too comfortable. I also had massive cramping and energy flowing through my gut. I think she’s given up on trying to stimulate me sexually as I’ve managed to shut down that part of myself for the time being. But she’s putting massive pressure on my solar plexus and third eye. It’s really something else.

I had to get up and take a piss every fifteen minutes, making sleep even more unlikely. I ended up grabbing a bunch of my pets to sleep in bed with me and this lessened the attacks somewhat. I could feel her trying to wake up and annoy my dog who was lying right next to me. She didn’t seem to phase him much.

I got up this morning with a plan forming in my mind. I needed to tell as many people as I could manage; shine the spotlight as brightly as I could. Sunlight is the best disinfectant. I currently rent a room from my parents, so the first person I told was my mother. She didn’t seem surprised in the least, went into her bedroom and reappeared with an incense burner, white sage, essential oils, and a rock salt lamp.

“Here,” she said, as if this was the most normal thing in the world to her. “They’ll hate this stuff.”

Thankfully, these countermeasures do help to some degree. The white sage smells like absolute shit to me right now, but it’s starting to get better. Maybe that’s Catherine smelling it?

I never thought I would do this, but I told my father as well. The inevitable debate about Christianity ensued, but he did pray for me, which I appreciated. I gave my parents’ permission to inform the rest of my family, if at all possible. This might go a long way in explaining why I’ve kind of dropped off the radar for the past two years.

I know this is probably a big shock to a lot of you guys, but Catherine has revealed her true colors and I’m not going to rationalize that away. She assaulted me for asking questions and looking for help. I won’t tolerate that kind of behavior from anyone. This is the beginning of the end. Time for this thing to come full circle.

How to end a succubus relationship is on the agenda. A fitting conclusion to this tale, I think. I don’t expect this to be easy. It may take months, even years, to detach myself completely, but I’m not giving in and I’m not going to shut up about it.

For what it’s worth, I’m not saying that every spirit relationship is damaging or evil. I have simply reached the conclusion that mine, indeed, is. I have been bamboozled… again. Robert Bruce was right all along. I fucking hate it when that guy is right!

However, I would advise anyone seeking out a succubus relationship seriously consider what has been written here. I thought I made all the right persuasions when I started out.

If anyone else finds themselves being attacked because of what you have read here, I will do my best to help you and speak to your concerns as often as possible.

I am loved and I am worthy,
I am safe and I am free.
I am powerfully protected.
I am master of my body and ruler of my mind.

I have inverted the look of the site to reflect the inversion that I desire in my subconscious. I have also removed the sexy demon girl gallery for the same reason. Time to turn sex off for awhile.

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