MY GRANDMOTHER INSERTED A SNAKE INSIDE ME TO CHASE MEN AWAY FROM ME

 MY GRANDMOTHER INSERTED A SNAKE INSIDE ME TO CHASE MEN AWAY FROM ME

My Grandmother Took Me to a Sangoma—And My Life Has Never Been the Same

She thought she was protecting me without realising that she is destroying my future.

Please post this for me. Maybe someone here can help or advise me.

I grew up in the villages, raised by my grandmother. She was a very religious woman who loved church and attended a church that wears blue and white and follows strict rules—or at least that’s what I believed at the time.

As a young girl, I was a bit naughty. I started dating at a very young age, and my grandmother heard rumors that I had a boyfriend. However, she never actually saw me with any boy or standing at the gate with one. I respected her deeply and never disrespected her in any way. I mostly had male friends because I didn’t like being around girls; I felt they gossiped too much.

One day, when I was doing Grade 10, just after receiving my report, I suddenly started feeling very strange. My body cramped, and I felt dizzy. When I got home, I decided to take a nap. After waking up about an hour later, I noticed rashes on my palms, under my feet, and around my mouth. They were extremely itchy—I couldn’t bear it.

I called my grandmother, and she came running. She was shocked by what she saw and immediately prepared a salt bath for me. The condition didn’t improve, so we went to the clinic. They tested me, and the results came back negative. I was given a bathing solution and a cream to apply. After a day or two, the rashes disappeared.

That’s when my real problem began.

My grandmother took me to a sangoma, saying she wanted help to understand the cause of the rashes. I was young and trusted my elders, believing they always had my best interests at heart.

During the consultation, the sangoma said I was a bright learner and that someone might be trying to take my luck. Surprisingly, my grandmother didn’t seem interested in that explanation. Instead, she asked the sangoma if there was something she could use on me because, according to her, I loved men too much.

She asked for something that would prevent men from wanting me—something that would make men lose interest or dislike me when they approached me.

The sangoma then gave her instructions: she had to buy a black candle, insert a needle into it, go to the forest, light the candle, say certain words, and leave without looking back. She was told that after this, no man would ever stay with me.

This has haunted me deeply, and I never told anyone in my family about it.

Today, I am a grown woman with children from three different men. I have no luck when it comes to relationships or jobs. Sometimes I feel like maybe my grandmother actually did what she was told to do. Other times, I try to convince myself that maybe she didn’t—that she was only threatening me.

But when I look at my life, everything feels stuck.

I have been in a relationship with my last baby daddy for five years, but things are not working. I am unemployed, my relationships keep failing, and nothing seems to move forward.

At one point, I was prophesied to that there is something inside me that causes men to dislike me, even though they approach me with good intentions at first.

I pray that one day God will help restore my life.

I am scared to ask my grandmother whether she actually did this or not because it might cause serious conflict in the family.

Right now, I feel stuck—no job, no stable relationship, no progress.