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My stepmother and I had very beautiful relationship until I realised that she has been doing dark things and blaming it on our very old neighbor. Mamazala weird things were happening in our village and my stepmother convinced Everyone that it was our 96 year old neighbor. At some point I also believed her. There used to be small boys walking around at night in our village, those small boys could smell success from a distance and they were quick to block it. How? Okay, if they sensed that someone was about to get a job or money, they would pay that person a visit at night. If you are supposed to go for an interview then they would visit your house the night before the interview and sprinkle stuff and make sure you never show up for that interview. You and your entire family will fall into deep sleep and wake up hours after the interview has passed. If you are about to get married then they will pay you a visit and make sure you and your partner start fighting till you break up. The boys...

My love for the finest things in life has ended in real tears. Mamazala I used to be every girl's envy dating men with money only.  But they never saw a future with me I was just their trophy girlfriend. You know, the pretty little thing they would just walk into fine places with just for show. As I got older more younger girls were replacing me and I was no longer exciting for the tycoons. I slowly slipped into depression because they no longer called nor sent money. I had a child so I needed to find a job to support my son.  I found a job as a cashier at checkers. That's where I met a man who loved and cherished me. He wanted to marry me. He didn't have the kinda money I was used to so I was struggling to fall inlove with him but I was just there because he was able to help me with my finances, not enough but it was better than nothing. We dated for about two years until one day a very rich fine looking man walked into the store and for the first time in the longest time ...

I saw your post on a tree stabbed with knives and a doll. I've put that curse on my baby daddy's wife and now I can't seem to reverse it. We often make permanent decisions based on temporary emotions and we are going to live with the consequences for the rest of our lives. When I was younger I fell inlove with a married man. The man was a wealthy man and he was married to my mother's cousin, which makes her my aunt. I just could not help it, I was young and naive.  He convinced me that he was unhappy in his marriage and I believed him. He took very good care of me. When my mother found out that I was dating that man, instead of repremanding me she encouraged me to make sure he never leaves. My mom didn't like her cousin much, she said the cousin was full of herself.  It took me a while to realise that the cousin is not full of herself, she's disciplined and thrives for all she wants not forgetting a hard worker who's done very well for herself. My mother on ...

Since it's an ongoing case I am told we are not allowed to talk about it yet. But I am having sleepless nights and feeling very guilty because I think I might be able to help solve the case but I don't have evidence now.  My cousin was married to an ex policeman who was very abusive towards her. In public that guy acted like an angel. At first when my cousin opened up to me about the things her husband does to her when no one is looking, I found it hard to believe because of the person that he is around people. He is down to earth, humble and very soft spoken around people. When he hits her he never touches the face. His favourite place to assault was the back, tummy, armpit and under the feet.  My cousin sent me pics and also sent me voice notes. He used to abuse her so bad that after beating her up he would order her to walk without clothes in the house and serve him food. He would force her to smile then do the deeds forcefuly. If she refused he would continue assaulting he...

My aunt was a manipulative witch. When my mother abondoned me with my paternal family, my aunt(dad's big sister) volunteered to take me in. She couldn't have kids of her own so I was happy to be going to be the only child. My mom abondoned me after my dad's passing. She left me there saying she was going to look for a job and never came back. Moving in with my aunt was the worst decision I ever made. We lived in a 11 roomed house and it was just the two of us. My aunt wasn't working but she had a very beautiful home and a nice cars. She had a very strict rule of sleeping by 10pm and no going to the toilet during the night even though the toilet was inside the house. She used to make me cook with a very pig pot, big enough to feed a family of 10 but it was just the two of us.  In the morning the pots would be sparkling clean. Honestly she never used to make me do chores the only chore I did was cook. Never washed dishes nor cleaned the house or even swept the yard but it...

I beat my two month baby because I hate his dad. Hi mamazala pls keep me anonymous  I'm a young  lady aged 24 my problem  goes  like this,i have been dating  this guy since 2020 nd 2022 i fell prgegnat with his child . So on  on 5 November  i went  to deliver my baby   and  the following day  my boyfriend  brought  his galfrnd into the  house  and they say there was a huge  argument  the neighbours  were fighting with my boyfriend  and asking  him  why he brought  a girl knowing  that I was at hospital  to deliver our baby  there was my sister in the  pple who were fighting  my boyfriend  and she tells me that he was very rude to them  to a point where  one of the neighbours  manhandled  him aggressively coz he told  them its non of their business  he locked the girl inside the  house cause they wanted to kick...

My mother in law hated me with a passion. She is one of those moms who chooses who their children marries. However my husband refused to date all the women he was given. I was just a girl from far away from their village so I didn't know what I was getting myself into, I was just a girl who found love in a dangerous place. When he took me to meet his mom, I thought I was welcomed. My mother in law warmly welcomed me. But little did I know that she already had plans to get rid of me, but she didn't want her son to know. So she had to act like she likes and welcomes me.  Eventualy I fell pregnant, soon as my husband found out I was pregnant he then rushed to tell his family. He also added that he wanted to pay lobola.  The news angered my mother in law so much. But if she didn't want to lose her son, she atleast had to pretend to be happy for us. I am a believer, so back then I took witchcraft very lightly until I had to see it with my own see and live in its mist.  One nig...

My house turns into a very big damn with creatures in it.  Mamazala I am one depressed widow. Since the passing of my husband I've made one big mistake trying to protect my home from thieves. So, since the passing of my husband a few years ago. We've had multiple break ins in my house. Every second week there would be break ins, they've stolen 18 flat screens and other electrical appliances,jewelery, clothes and shoes.  Whether we are home 🏡 or not they would just break in and if we are home we wouldn't hear a single thing. A friend of mine told me about a Sangoma who protects homes using muti so that thieves may never enter. I believed her because she didn't live far from my house and she has never had a single break in. She took me to her Sangoma and the Sangoma was quite pricey but I wasn't about to lose anymore valuables so I paid. He came around the house and buried muti and candles at every corner of the yard.  A couple of days after we've done this w...

 My family treats me like a slave I am a 19 year old girl who matriculated in 2021, I have lost both my parents (passed away) so i currently stay with my grandmother and little sister. I passed my matric with an admission to a bachelors degree but I failed maths so i decided to rewrite last year.  I was staying with my grandma by the time but we never ever got along at home, we'd always argue over small things everyday so i thought that maybe if i went to stay with my Aunt in JHB things would be better. I stayed there for a couple of months and noticed that my aunt would make me work more than my cousins, in simple words she used to treat us differently, i didn't wanna say anything or confront her about it because I knew it would cause conflict  so I lied and told them i was going to visit my grandma, when i got by my granny i told her that i didn't want to go back there again and told her why. She called my aunt and told her, that same day they drove to my granny (north ...

Today I am 29 and hurt to let everyone know that my father started raping me at age 12. My mom passed away when I was 6 and I've been living with my grandmother until she passed away at 11. My BIOLOGICAL father then took me in to live with him in Johannesburg with his wife and my half brother. He has been raping me since that I sometimes wondered if he's really my father.  The first time I fell pregnant he gave me pills. I bled until I fainted and my stepmother rushed me to Johannesburg. She is honestly a very kind woman and I feel so sad that she's married to a monster.  My father rushed to the hospital after my stepmother told him. I was helped to have a safe abortion at the hospital. I heard my dad telling the Doctors, nurses and my stepmother that I had a boyfriend. My stepmother asked when do I see the boyfriends because I am always home. My dad then told her that he has caught me multiple times coming home very early in the morning but he didn't say anything becau...

My mother has never been a good wife to my dad. I've watched how she loses her temper with him and how she used to be extremely nice a few days before pay day. Things got worse when my dad lost his job due to covid.  I never said anything but my heart would always bleed for my dad because he is a very good and kind man. My mother and her family are just exorting him for money.  My dad loves my mother and there is nothing he wouldn't do for her. My mother recently started cheating on my dad. She is always on her phone chatting and laughing.  Sometimes we would be watching TV and the man calls then my mother would mute the ring tone and pretend to have answered and be talking to herself as if it's one of her friends and then hang up and switch off her phone.  Her behavior got to me so much that I had to pay more attention. There was a time when she said she is going to an evening prayer at church, she will be back after 11 pm. She left around 6pm. I decided to go to th...

 A very cruel Sangoma has hurt so many parents and continues to hurt them. He disguised himself as a Sangoma that's taking in all the boy children to initiation school to become men. Little did the parents know that their sons were initiated to do the devil's work. He kept them at the mountains claiming he is initiating them from boys to men.  Parents paid for the initiation school as per culture. Most initiation schools that happened, men were allowed to visit the children at the mountain. But this particular Sangoma asked that no one visits until the last day. His reasons were that an initiation school that allows men to visit causes harm to the boys and angers ancestors hence when they go back home most become unruly and disrespectful, they become bullies too. Because we have witnessed such behaviors we chose to believe and trust him. No one has ever been to where the boys were kept. We paid the Sangoma, little did we know that we paid him to turn our children into zombies....

I was raised by an abusive mother. Everyday of my life since i was a child, my mother has emotionally abused me, to the point that i developed a mental disorder. I have not been able to finish School because my mental disorder has effected me negatively at school. I've been admitted into hospital more than 10 times because of this mental disorder. I was diagnosed with Bipolar. I want to finish School but till today, she still abuses me and i find it difficult to heal.  When I try to tell people that she is  abusive, no-one believes me because i have a speech impairment and it is hard for me to explain things. I have even called the police and they also didnt believe me. My mother calls me useless and accuses me of doing drugs which i do not do. She abuses me verbally everyday. What should i do? I really want to finish School but i cant take the emotional abuse anymore. My mind has given up on life.

Mamazala please hide my Identity for my children's sake. I am a pastor's child and I have been caught far too many times with this cheating demon and I am tired of it. The demon is stubborn and just won't leave me alone. I got it from one of the church member. This woman knows that I got it from her but she's now acting like she doesn't know. She even avoids talking to me because she knows it might just jump back into her.  She has even stopped coming to church and when I go to her house she runs in the house and lock herself in. She talks to me through a closed window.  This very woman was a church member and she was well known for being a home wrecker. We welcomed her in our church and we would always pray for her. One day she called me and asked me to meet her at the church, alone.  It was during the week, she was crying and begging me. I asked her if it's fine if I tell my husband (the pastor) where I was going and why I was going? Because I was suspicious a...

Please help me, I think I am  bewitched to steal. I have made mistakes in the past and they are now catching up with me. I have become an excessive thief. Mamazala growing up I was a naughty child who was unruly and disrespectful. I used to terrorise the community and hid under my mother's skirt.  My mother was a judge and I would never stay in jail. I am going to be brutally honest because I really need help. Please I begg do not judge me harshly. It took me a lot of guts to write on this page. You guys give sane advices please see me through. I used to bully people, steal and force myself on girls. I did all this because I knew I was untouchable under my mother's watch. I started off stealing little things such as pens, erasers and crayons in primary. I would kiss girls and run away leaving them crying,this was in primary. In high school my stealing graduated to literally mugging other students and then steal money and phones from teachers.  Sometimes I'd be reported bu...

  Please hide my Identity. I am 26 and I am seven months pregnant and my mother won't stop nagging about who the father is, she says they have to take me to the father's family to find out if the boy responsible is taking responsibility or not.  I've been ducking and dodging this topic but she's now becoming very angry about it. She says that it would be an embarrassing thing if I don't know who the father is. She's even hinting that if I have been with different men then atleast I must tell her my last period and last deeds so that we can try to calculate who could be the father. Where do I even begin telling her that I went behind her back and found my father? She has given me all that I needed to know to find him but begged me to say away from him. I went ahead and searched for him on social media till I found him. We arranged to meet, my father is a very rich man. I went to his mansion and found out that he is married to a girl who is just two years older th...

 How do you forgive someone who ended the lives of innocent souls LPGA teens already so it was rather too late to initiate a bond between them.  My wife was unemployed, she would wait for me to go to work then she would go drink at the local tarven. She had a habit of spending our money on playing cards. On many months we would be broke because she chose gambling and drinking.  When she was pregnant with our second baby I lost my job. That is when I understood what the elders meant when they said a street woman should be kept at the street, she can never build a home. I loved her too much to listen to anyone. She would go drinking heavily pregnant and come home in the wee hours. She was no longer seeing me as the man of the house. I was doing every chore without her. She finaly gave birth, and by God's grace it was a healthy baby girl. When the baby was just three weeks my wife left. I went to the police station to report her missing. I didn't think she'd leave a three we...

My story is painful and I am drowning in regrets all day everyday. I wish I could take my life but I am failing to do so because my children would have no surviving parent. I killed their father.  I am someone who believed so much in prayer and I was raised by prayer warrior. My father was a pastor so we have never mixed ourselves with Sangomas. I had very little knowledge about them until I got married.  My heart aches just thinking about this. I got married, blessed with two children a boy and girl. I was married to a wonderful man and we had a very beautiful marriage.  His only focus was work and family. Ofcos he would go out once in a while but rarely so. He was police man and at the street that we lived at there was another police man who was married to a Sangoma woman. I would pass the woman by everytime I walked back from work, and I'd just greet and pass. I am a nurse, not very social plus they spoke Tsonga and I was tshwana so I struggled to understand Tsonga alt...

 Hi Mamazala Please post me as Anno I'm 30 years old, lost my parents when I was still in high school doing matric. My parents both died same year, different months. When my mom started being sick I was in grade11, writing the final exam. She passed away 2weeks after being in grade 12,and my father passed away 4 days after my birthday. Went to stay with my relative after matric, I wasn't sure that I'll pass matric. I got a scholarship, but because I was staying with my relative, they didn't allow me to further my studies. I took a gap year (during that gap year I was a maid at my relative) whilst my cousins(same age group) were attending at the most expensive colleges, I would cook, clean the house, do laundry and make sure that everyone is well taken care of. I would cry myself to sleep every night, kept asking myself questions like :did my parents die for me to be a slave in my own relative's house? Is it because I finished matric in the most difficult time makes ...

I was let down twice by two churches. The first church I went to, after confessing the whole church ran out including the pastor. I was left alone in the church. The second one the congregation chucked me out, they threatened to burn me if I ever returned. What made write here is a similar story about a guy who used to work for a tow truck. My story is no different from that. I have killed to make people's businesses succeed. As much as my pastor has helped me, I still live with so much guilt. The old people that I have taken their lives are also not making my life easy. I see them in everything I do. The worst is at night, my house has turned into an old home.  Wheelchairs and walkers are making rounds in my house. The kettle boils all night, cups and spoons are making noise all night. Old people love tea, so it's no surprise that I am hearing all this sounds.  My husband and kids left me because they got tired of all the things that happens in the house. I confessed to them ...

 Mamazala I am the cause of all my baby daddy's misfortunes and now my Sangoma is mentally ill and he told the whole world what I asked him to do for me. No man wants me now, I am literaly stuck with my mentaly ill baby daddy for pleasure. I am forced to do the deeds with a man who eats my underwear and laughs like I'm tickling him when we do the deeds, he even drools all the way till we are done. But I have noticed that he also has those needs because whenever he wants to do the deeds he looks for me everywhere even at my workplace and then just starts dancing like a stripper infront of the whole office.  He goes around telling everyone about our bedroom business and makes the sounds that I make during the deeds. People in the township I forever laughing at me ngi ijoke. I regret the day I went to see that Sangoma. My friend who took me there has distant herself from me. I met my baby daddy when we were still in high school and all was well and we were inlove. We always spoke...