I am writing to the people of this site in desperate need of help. Anyone and everyone who would even take a look at this thread, I beg you to keep us in your thoughts. I am Fayt and my husband is Primal_Abyss. We have finally snapped under the weight of our current condition. Everything that we have tried spell-wise and other ways, have failed miserably. If you can take the time, I will tell you all that we have been through.
4 years ago me and Primal_Abyss got married and went back to his hometown to take care of his grandparents, mostly his grandfather who was dying of Lung Cancer. There was no room in the main house for us though, so we moved into what can be called a shack, made completely out of chipboard and no insulation. It didn't matter to me at the time. We loved them and wanted the best we could do for them. They treated us like family, and that was something I never really had. Well, a few fast food jobs went by for the both of us and I started getting sick constantly. It was all kinds of different stuff, and I hadn't realized until it was too late that it was b/c we had Black and White Mold in the house. We'd tried what we could to get rid of it, and it would stay gone for a while but would always come back. No matter what, I stayed sick. I had also strained my stomach muscles so severly that they hadn't healed right. They couldn't, with Abyss working all the time, someone had to help them at the house, lifting things that were too heavy for Papaws bad back and Mamaws Fibromyalgia.
One day, his grandfather finally passed away. That was the saddest day of our lives and the most rough, b/c other family members of his grandmother started coming in and stealing all of his stuff and the stuff of others. I also heard one of them say that they were going to have us kicked out, so that they could live there. At the time and currently, we have NO place to go. I decided that I wasn't gonna stand for that and I said my piece. That is when we really started losing ourselves to the endless stream of crap that had invaded our lives. Still, we stayed, and though I could not work I tried my best to get Mamaw to her doctors appointment and get her medication b/c we were all she had. Then Abyss's sister moved in. I thought there would be relief, but no just more grief. She is on SSI for a mental disablity that she doesn't even have. She tells me all the time that she knows that she is not as bad off as they think she is, but she milks it. She has 2 children. 1 of which she was responsible in putting herself and that child into danger, so much so that that child got molested by her husband. And then, she has the audacity to point the finger at my husband! I am always at his side, I know the kind of man he is and he would never do anything like that to any child. She just wanted to be with the man who beat her everyday no matter what the cost to anyone else. So as you can see, to this day I hate her still.
She does help with the bills which I am grateful for, but with the money she has drawn from these checks she has spent mostly on herself. Everyone in there and here now has a SEVERE roach infestation b/c she brought it with her when she lived in that rat hole with her 2nd time, yes 2ND TIME Ex-husband. That 2nd child of hers lives in squalor b/c she is too lazy to clean after herself, but she has enough time to read books and spend 500 dollars on a laptop. We have to go in there for baths and always check the curtains, walls and even toliet before we use it for fear of getting something crawling in our cracks!
We have tried to reach out for help, to HUD, to churches, to anyone and everyone possible in this small town. But b/c we are pagans, we are looked down upon and called DEVIL WHORSHIPPERS. The stress had become so bad that I know have steady and massive panic attacks, almost everyday. Finally, after trying to help this family for so long, I stood up for myself in stating that we wanted to move away. It was time we took care of ourselves. A fit was thrown, why did we want to leave, there was no reason. Then, I found out that my mother has a rare and termanial cancer, that cannot be cured. At this time, I'd say she has less than 6 months at best. During all this, we tried spells as well. As you can imagine, we are engulfed in depression and dispair, and none of the spells that we work for ourselves seems to work anymore. We try everything from protection, purification, prosperity, banishings and whatever else you can think of so that we might get out of here and make something of our lives. But everytime we try, something goes wrong. The car explodes, we don't qualify yet for the help that could save us, and b/c we are pagans, no church wishes to reach out and help us.
I am sick and tired of all of this crap that seems to rain down upon us at every turn. B/C we only have Abyss's paycheck to live on, we cannot save enough money to leave here and start anew. So, I am asking you, people, coven members of all, any that would hear me, I would not ask so much of you. I would just like that we would be in your thoughts and prayers. That if you would, do a spell for prosperity, for peace, for anything. I am not picky. I try not to be a bother to anyone, but I find that there is nowhere else to turn. I don't really expect anyone to answer me in this. But I have to try, I owe it to myself and to my husband to suck up my pride and ask. The fact that anyone at all has read this would make me smile. I don't expect a miracle, that is not what I want. All I want is a chance for a better life. I would ask nothing more of any of you. If one person reads this, then I will have succeded in my hope. I hope that no has had to suffer the way that we had, and I pray everyday that there is someone somewhere who can learn from this experience w/o having to actually go through it.
I thank you for your time, for your thoughts, your love. I thank you, and bless you all.
PLEASE HELP US
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