I NEVER KNEW MY HUSBAND WAS USING MY BODY FOR RITUALS

I NEVER KNEW MY HUSBAND WAS USING MY BODY FOR RITUALS

I was once a woman who loved deeply. I married a man I thought was my soulmate. He was calm, soft-spoken, and very caring in the beginning. We built a life together in the township, and even though we struggled financially, I believed our love would carry us through.

But slowly, strange things started happening in our home. Every night, I woke up feeling weak and empty, like someone had drained my energy. I would have dreams of being in a dark river, with hands pulling me down into the water. When I woke up, my husband would be next to me, sweating, whispering prayers in a language I did not understand.

At first, I thought it was just bad dreams or stress. But then I noticed something: every time I got sick and weak, his taxi business would suddenly boom. Clients would fight to get into his car, and money would flow like a river. Yet my body was falling apart.

One night, I pretended to be asleep. That was the night I saw everything with my own eyes. He stood over me with a small black bowl filled with strange oil. He rubbed it on my chest, chanting in whispers, and then pressed his hand hard on my stomach. I felt my soul leaving my body. That’s when I realized my own husband was not loving me — he was using me.

I wanted to run, but how do you run from the man you share a bed with? How do you escape when he already has your soul tied to his rituals?