lately I’ve been under attack by a witch. I’m going to detail here how I’ve withstood and broken her attacks.
this lady is my landlord’s wife (he’s a muggle and doesn’t know whats really going on)
this all started because she sent a curse to fill my home with bedbugs (disgusting woman) so i started retaliating for this offense.
this is when things got interesting.
first there were astral attacks. i would wake up in REAL PHYSICAL pain not knowing wtf was going on. so i did a quick look at my astral body each time and dealt with it.
there was a nail attached to a chain going through my ankle and a dagger in my side. (felt the ankle pain, almost didn’t notice the dagger)
i unceremoniously pulled them out and called upon archangel Raphael to clear up the astral wounds.
then there was the black cat. this curse was so awesome i almost respect her for it…almost.
i was out in back of my house smoking a cig when all of a sudden from behind my trash can a black cat rushed at me. then suddenly stopped. he kept staring at me…then as soon as he turned away shit started breaking…
the microwave in my kitchen began beeping and the light kept coming on and going off. on top of that the washing machine in the basement began rocking so violently we could hear it throughout the entire house. fearing these appliances would soon explode i quickly unplugged the both of them.
she then sent her husband to our house carrying a curse on his clothes… bitch. this shit was one VILE ass egregore hell bent on killing someone in my house. thankfully it stayed in the foyer until it matured. once it was about to i took action. ASTRAL ACTION. i sat on my stairs in the god-stance (seated, back straight, hands on knees) (many pharaohs depicted in this stance in Egyptian artwork) i then projected out of my body and did battle with the foul thing… it was pretty tough, i wound up opening a portal to the abyss and casting it deep into the lake of fire.
her most recent attempt at harming me (after her recent heart attack cough cough) was an astral cloak around me. this cloak amplified everything about me that frustrates and angers the people around me. my family began to hate me in the most illogical ways. it also disrupted my magic and even gave me trouble with evoking (never been a problem before).
despite this i evoked anyway, i called upon Azazel (with great difficulty) it appeared as though he was the one who was bound even though it was me. i asked him what this curse was and thats how i found out it was “the cloak of animosity” he told me to take a shower and wash it off.
this was no ordinary bathing, i had to project light through my hands into the soapy lather and wash every inch of my body 3 times. before i rinsed the soap off me i grabbed that astral fabric with my physical hands and tore it in two. all the while speaking aloud shit like “there is no bind that can hold me” and “i remove this foul dressing” and EA koetting’s incantation to call forth limitless power “its rachu mantantu vespacha kaltamu its ranta mant kala mant atsu belt tazu vaskalla its rachu kantantu velchatza”.
i was told by azazel to just pull the cloak off of me but tearing it asunder had the same effect.
and thats how i broke a few curses from a morally devoid baneful practitioner. hope this helps somebody. 
