NGATHWALA WITH A DONKEY NOT KNOWING I'D BE IN BED WITH IT AND NOW I CANT CONTROL MY POO.
I'm a 36 year old man and my story is a very painful one but I'll try to keep it short. I am terrified of snakes so I opted for a much easier animal to thwala with. I traveled to a foreign country to get a ritual which would make me rich.
It's funny how I gathered all information from social media and I ran with it. I had been suffering almost all my life and I had a business that wasn't growing at all. When I started this journey I was just looking for Muti that would help me with growing my business into a big and stable business.
I owned a tuck shop in a very big village but due to Indian shop owners my business has just been suffering a lot. I was excited when I found the man who promised me wealth online. It was on Tik Tok and his reviews were absolutely amazing.
I was sold to the idea right away and I took his number down. Contacted him and he guaranteed me that within a week I'd be very rich. I fell more for his work when he said I can only pay when I've seen the results. I went as far as taking a loan for traveling expenses to see the man.
He was in Botswana at a place called Thlokweng. I had to spend 7 nights in some room there. The ritual was simple,the sangoma had a different animal for each night I spent there. On the first night I was in the same room with a rat and in the morning when I woke up it disssapeared. The second night I was with a tortoise and sadly it also dissapeared. Then came the the third night...
I was now starting to doubt that I would find my spirit animal,one that won't disappear in the morning. One that would stay by my side forever and only get to be seen by only me.
On the fifth night I was in the room with a pangolin,the way I am so scared of the animal I even slept on top of the wardrobe because I really didn't want it anywhere near me.
On the sixth night I was in the room with a donkey and being from the village, a donkey wasn't a big deal. I even knew that people won't ask too many questions seeing a donkey by my side all day everyday.
In the morning when I woke up the donkey was sleeping peacefully on the floor and was I not overjoyed. Then the big test followed on the seventh night. I had to perform sacred rituals which tied my soul to the donkey.
It had to eat some of my hair and I had to also swallow some of it's fur. That was to always make sure that we never lose each other or have any sort of misunderstanding. I also had to drink it's pee and it also drank mine.
I was just so glad that there was no bl00d sacrifices involved. Little did I know that it was too good to be true. I traveled back home and my journey was peaceful. I was told that the donkey won't be traveling with me but I will find it at home.
True enough,when I got home I found the donkey in my bedroom. And next to it was a laundry basket made out of wood. The basket was filled with money and I immediately jumped up for joy.
Ofcos there were rituals to be done before spending the money or else I wouldn't do anything productive with the money. I was given instructions on how to perform the ritual to cleanse the money.
Once I was done I was so scared to use the money because I kept thinking what if it was fake. But after some few days I gathered enough strength to use the money and bingo it was real money buying real things.
My excitement was over the top. Life became a lot better and I also noticed how people started treating me different. I was respected and recognised. I gained more friends and obviously enemies but who cares about enemies when you have money?
Anyway the donkey wasn't always by my side but it started showing up on certain nights, out of the blue it would be there. That's when the horror of my life began. The donkey was aggressive with me all the time it came.
The sangoma told me that different animals wants different sacrifices and the animal that
wins my spirit will tell me the sacrifice it needs once we are home. He also mentioned that in most cases it's not sacrifice but ofcos I didn't read too much into it.
My whole world fell apart when the donkey started sleeping with me from the butt0cks. I was being r@p3d aggressively by the animal and I was too ashamed to tell anyone. Each time I was r@p3d the money basket would be full and that's when I realised that I was being paid for SL33PING with a donkey. A gay donkey for that matter.
The worst began ,I couldn't hold faeces anymore. I would poo on myself without even feeling it. Sometimes I'd just smell it and then realise that it was me who had poo'd on themselves. I began isolating myslfe because people were starting to speak behind my back.
The respect lessoned even though I had money. I became too embarassed to hang around people even though I have money. I now spend most times at home and alone despite the money that I have.
It's been two years since I've been pooing on myself and it has affected me big time. Please find me help,any kind of help please.
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