Some back story: There is this guy, who is kind of my ex. Basically, he used me sexually and emotionally until his ex, whom he still had feelings for, came around to finally dating him. Kind of kicked me to the curb. So first off, fuck him. Second, I was going to take the healthy approach by licking my wounds and moving on, let karma deal with him, until I caught wind that he was slandering me around the office. That moment was like ‘Oh hell no’. At that point, I set up my first ever curse jar. Put some nails in for pain, some vinegar to sour his relationship, couple other things I don’t really remember, and sealed it shut with black wax, etc. You know the deal. It’s currently in the back of my closet.
Today at work, I learned that his grandmother died. He was pretty close with her, and she died suddenly. No known health issues really. It was that moment where I was like ‘Oh… Wow. That’s insane! But… cool! Kinda scary, but also kinda cool!’ Haha
So I’m curious! What was your first moment where you realized that your magic came in full clutch at some point after a spell?