Just an update on what’s happened in my life within the span of a month.
I got put in a situation where I could make a move and it all went horribly wrong.
The person I was after leaves work the same time I do. Every day I have a 5 minute window when walking out to make contact. Also she smokes so I would try go to break the same time she did and find a reason to talk to her. I had some rapport built up and everything was going good.
Then my car decided to crap out on me. The battery just stopped working. The alternator blew out it was a chocolate mess. I thought my life was over because I couldn’t get to work. Then I realized the silver lining.
While leaving work she asked where I was going because I wasn’t walking to the parking lot as normal. I said I was walking home because it’s only 4 miles. My car is broke blah blah, the whole sob story. She offered to give me a ride home. BAM! Here’s my chance.
I started talking about clothes, transitioned into what she was wearing. Said her legs looked nice in this blue, white pokedot mini dress she was wearing. Obviously looking for attention. Then she said…“they’re soft too”. “NO WAY! I bet you have flabby milf legs.” I responded. I reached over and grabbed her upper thigh. Then I just left my had there and said “why are they so warm?” Then, while driving, she grab my hand and slid it up higher and goes “that’s even warmer.”
Needless to say we pulled over into an apartment complex, still in the car, and I took care of business like it was the last piece I would ever get.
Mission accomplished right? Well kind of.
Apparently, someone saw me getting in to her car. She’s a supervisor at work so that raised some questions. She broke under pressure. Spilled the beans about everything. Told the truth about what happened. Then they pull me in for questioning. Of course I lie like Satan to try and save my ass. Said it was just a ride home. Why are you asking questions about my private life etc.?
Long story short, I got fired. I was a temp employee and they could fire me if I sneezed wrong anyways. I only make enough to live paycheck to paycheck. I can’t pay rent now. Lost my job. I’ll be homeless in a week when they evict me. Was it really worth it in the end? No.
I remember reading on here that demons have a sense of humor. Maybe this was just a way to teach me a lesson. You need to be 100% sure you want what you’re asking for. The ramifications of what you put out into the universe need to be considered carefully.
I was laying in my bed thinking about it and just busted out laughing so hard. The irony of it all. I had gotten what I wanted, but lost focus on the rest of my life. This lustful drive, the singular focus in my life for the past couple of months had been to accomplish this and I lost everything because of it.
I don’t blame the Demoness Ladilok. I was the force that put this into motion. I was the one who night after night willed this with all my being. I’ve never worked so hard to bring about my own destruction. I never actually manifested Ladilok. That doesn’t mean she didn’t hear my request in the astral. Through my own doing or this cosmic force working on my behalf I accomplished my goal.
Now I’m forced into a struggle for my survival. Where to eat, where to sleep, how to make money. Maybe I need to be free from the office 9-5 to see my true potential.
Life goes on. My eyes are wide open now.