Anonymous
Beloved of All
These past few nights have been very restless. I am often alone, so I do not notice it, but this time my little sister was there to see it. I tossed and turned in my sleep all night, whereas I normally slept in a rather still position.
I dreamed that I was being pursued by some kind of guru, a man who seemed friendly at first, but I realized in the dream that something was not right, that he was actually a guru, and I was trying to escape from him. We were in a building where I was being chased and trying to get away.
I had already been having nightmares for several years.
But I am struggling to contain the torments of my soul; they are now manifesting themselves in my sleep.
Yesterday, a man I have not spoken to since 2019 added me as a friend on Instagram and sent me another message. Because he wanted me to belong to him and I had never slept with him, because he had never been able to touch my body, he became enraged and went to pay sorcerers to curse me. This is one of the reasons—and because I was ignorant of what he had done to me—that I turned to the pastor’s congregation, who later harassed me. But that was in 2023, around four or five years after the events.
He did not harass me at first, and things were going well: I explained my problems to them, and they prayed for my deliverance and for these inexplicable problems to come to an end. That is how we discovered what he had done to me. Him and other sorcerers, some of whom had tried to take my life. These people even fasted for me at first, and I fasted a great deal and repented a great deal as well, because I truly wanted everything to stop.
For years, I had problems and spiritual manifestations that I did not understand: he wanted me to suffer emotionally, to never find love, to become fat, and to no longer be beautiful. Even today, this man still believes that I have not “paid” enough and that I must pay even more for rejecting him.
Yet I never did anything wrong to this man. I never insulted him either. I cut off contact because he had harassed me with messages and insults the day after my birthday: more than 70 insulting messages and voice messages sent one after another, with an extraordinary level of aggression, leaving me with such an overwhelming fear of being attacked that I had stomach pain for months.
Thankfully, he did not know where I lived, and we also lived very far away from one another. He masturbates and ejaculates on my photographs as his way of defiling me. And now, seven years later, he still wants to harm me.
This pastor who prayed for me at first, knowing all of this (except for the masturbating part) and also knowing about the sexual assaults I had experienced, my mother, and the fact that I was homeless, nevertheless chose to keep pressuring me because of the two dreams he had had. He insisted that I had to get married, that as a woman it was abnormal for me not to want a husband, and that I was under the influence of a spirit that did not want me to marry.
But these things happened to me. I am a very honest person, you know. When I do something wrong, I acknowledge it. But I insist that UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES did I ever have to wrong them or do anything to them. I always withdrew. Then I distanced myself. I never sought revenge.
I turned to Christ with all my heart. Day after day, I tried to remain in His ways as a disciple faithful to His cause. I diligently sought His ways, served Him, and prayed relentlessly, actively contributing to His cause. I eventually exhausted all my strength doing so.
Even though my wounds were numerous and several of them were becoming infected, I accepted the instruction, advice, guidance, and even the disparaging remarks because I could no longer bear what I was going through.
It was during this period of struggle, assault, and PTSD—when I was receiving psychological care because I wanted to be able to heal so that I could better care for my sister, when I saw my mother unable to feed herself or even pronounce my name, when I was experiencing rejection and betrayal one after another—that I gave myself most fully to Christ.
People often tell me that my face radiates, that I bring joy to others, that I edify them, and, for several people, that I give them hope and Love. Yet deep down, I was depressed to a point you cannot comprehend, completely suicidal. I set my feelings aside many times when I felt in my spirit God’s call concerning souls, and I devoted myself to His cause as never before. I listened to and loved others, not only in words but through actions.
I pursued the works of the Spirit to such an extent that people I did not know would come to me—even at the beginning of this year—to tell me that the Holy Spirit was with me and upon me. And I truly loved Christ more than I loved myself.
But I eventually could no longer bear the mistreatment I was facing in the ministry, the cruelty, contempt, slander, and THE CONSTANT PERSECUTION of these people against me.
Even though I HAD ALWAYS TOLD THEM WHAT I WAS GOING THROUGH and THEY KNEW IT. They saw me in weakness and depression, feverish but persistent, yet it did not stop them.
I do not understand their relentless treatment of me. Why, KNOWING WHAT I WAS GOING THROUGH, do they insist SO MUCH on harassing me, involving me in their affairs, belittling me, and hurting me? And several of them CONTINUE TO TRY TO HARM ME.
I left a long time ago. I have no contact with them, and I do not even want any, yet they still seek me out and pursue me? To hurt me?? I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY WANT.
Am I really that bad? Am I crazy? Am I truly the person they describe? Am I committing a CRIME by being who I am? By existing? Is that why I have openly been called a “nuisance” several times? Because I did not think the way they wanted me to think? Because I am NOT THE WAY THEY WANT ME TO BE? Because I would not accept their injustice? Is my voice too much?
And if I am the one at fault: WHY am I the one who has to distance myself and isolate myself for my own safety??
I have meticulously analyzed my own conduct, and even after all these years, I still do not understand what could make people treat me like this. Because what have I really done to them, actually? If we analyze the FACTS rather than their accusations: WHAT HAVE I DONE TO THEM?
I HAVE NEVER DONE THEM ANY HARM. They make my nervous system go haywire!!!
AM I ASKING TOO MUCH BY WANTING TO BE TREATED LIKE A HUMAN BEING?
Pray that nothing happens the way they want it to. I REFUSE TO LET THEM DO WHATEVER THEY WANT WITH MY LIFE.
I dreamed that I was being pursued by some kind of guru, a man who seemed friendly at first, but I realized in the dream that something was not right, that he was actually a guru, and I was trying to escape from him. We were in a building where I was being chased and trying to get away.
I had already been having nightmares for several years.
But I am struggling to contain the torments of my soul; they are now manifesting themselves in my sleep.
Yesterday, a man I have not spoken to since 2019 added me as a friend on Instagram and sent me another message. Because he wanted me to belong to him and I had never slept with him, because he had never been able to touch my body, he became enraged and went to pay sorcerers to curse me. This is one of the reasons—and because I was ignorant of what he had done to me—that I turned to the pastor’s congregation, who later harassed me. But that was in 2023, around four or five years after the events.
He did not harass me at first, and things were going well: I explained my problems to them, and they prayed for my deliverance and for these inexplicable problems to come to an end. That is how we discovered what he had done to me. Him and other sorcerers, some of whom had tried to take my life. These people even fasted for me at first, and I fasted a great deal and repented a great deal as well, because I truly wanted everything to stop.
For years, I had problems and spiritual manifestations that I did not understand: he wanted me to suffer emotionally, to never find love, to become fat, and to no longer be beautiful. Even today, this man still believes that I have not “paid” enough and that I must pay even more for rejecting him.
Yet I never did anything wrong to this man. I never insulted him either. I cut off contact because he had harassed me with messages and insults the day after my birthday: more than 70 insulting messages and voice messages sent one after another, with an extraordinary level of aggression, leaving me with such an overwhelming fear of being attacked that I had stomach pain for months.
Thankfully, he did not know where I lived, and we also lived very far away from one another. He masturbates and ejaculates on my photographs as his way of defiling me. And now, seven years later, he still wants to harm me.
This pastor who prayed for me at first, knowing all of this (except for the masturbating part) and also knowing about the sexual assaults I had experienced, my mother, and the fact that I was homeless, nevertheless chose to keep pressuring me because of the two dreams he had had. He insisted that I had to get married, that as a woman it was abnormal for me not to want a husband, and that I was under the influence of a spirit that did not want me to marry.
But these things happened to me. I am a very honest person, you know. When I do something wrong, I acknowledge it. But I insist that UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES did I ever have to wrong them or do anything to them. I always withdrew. Then I distanced myself. I never sought revenge.
I turned to Christ with all my heart. Day after day, I tried to remain in His ways as a disciple faithful to His cause. I diligently sought His ways, served Him, and prayed relentlessly, actively contributing to His cause. I eventually exhausted all my strength doing so.
Even though my wounds were numerous and several of them were becoming infected, I accepted the instruction, advice, guidance, and even the disparaging remarks because I could no longer bear what I was going through.
It was during this period of struggle, assault, and PTSD—when I was receiving psychological care because I wanted to be able to heal so that I could better care for my sister, when I saw my mother unable to feed herself or even pronounce my name, when I was experiencing rejection and betrayal one after another—that I gave myself most fully to Christ.
People often tell me that my face radiates, that I bring joy to others, that I edify them, and, for several people, that I give them hope and Love. Yet deep down, I was depressed to a point you cannot comprehend, completely suicidal. I set my feelings aside many times when I felt in my spirit God’s call concerning souls, and I devoted myself to His cause as never before. I listened to and loved others, not only in words but through actions.
I pursued the works of the Spirit to such an extent that people I did not know would come to me—even at the beginning of this year—to tell me that the Holy Spirit was with me and upon me. And I truly loved Christ more than I loved myself.
But I eventually could no longer bear the mistreatment I was facing in the ministry, the cruelty, contempt, slander, and THE CONSTANT PERSECUTION of these people against me.
Even though I HAD ALWAYS TOLD THEM WHAT I WAS GOING THROUGH and THEY KNEW IT. They saw me in weakness and depression, feverish but persistent, yet it did not stop them.
I do not understand their relentless treatment of me. Why, KNOWING WHAT I WAS GOING THROUGH, do they insist SO MUCH on harassing me, involving me in their affairs, belittling me, and hurting me? And several of them CONTINUE TO TRY TO HARM ME.
I left a long time ago. I have no contact with them, and I do not even want any, yet they still seek me out and pursue me? To hurt me?? I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY WANT.
Am I really that bad? Am I crazy? Am I truly the person they describe? Am I committing a CRIME by being who I am? By existing? Is that why I have openly been called a “nuisance” several times? Because I did not think the way they wanted me to think? Because I am NOT THE WAY THEY WANT ME TO BE? Because I would not accept their injustice? Is my voice too much?
And if I am the one at fault: WHY am I the one who has to distance myself and isolate myself for my own safety??
I have meticulously analyzed my own conduct, and even after all these years, I still do not understand what could make people treat me like this. Because what have I really done to them, actually? If we analyze the FACTS rather than their accusations: WHAT HAVE I DONE TO THEM?
I HAVE NEVER DONE THEM ANY HARM. They make my nervous system go haywire!!!
AM I ASKING TOO MUCH BY WANTING TO BE TREATED LIKE A HUMAN BEING?
Pray that nothing happens the way they want it to. I REFUSE TO LET THEM DO WHATEVER THEY WANT WITH MY LIFE.

Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name please bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have. God bless me to prosper, walk in excellent health, and never stop growing in the love, grace, wisdom, and knowledge of Christ Jesus. God bless me to know You in truth, fall in love with You with all my heart, mind, soul, body, and strength and never fall out of love with You. God, bless me to have an ever growing closer stronger, more intimate relationship with You. Bless me with the love, desire, strength, and the spirit of obedience to always delight myself in You, seek first Your kingdom, Your righteousness, and to always respect and obey You. Bless me to know You, the way You want me to know You. So that I will trust You with my life and anyway that You move in my life. Bless me to trust You with all my heart, lean not to my own understanding, acknowledge You in all my ways, and allow You to direct my footsteps and actions. Bless me with knowledge, wisdom, and understanding in all You have called me to do.