Erotic account of 25-year-old Drenica: I went to <x0).

I'm a 25-year-old woman. I want to tell you the story of my life, which is really a very complicated story, which I don't know how to deal with. My life so far has been a real hell.

They don't just say that the woman's destiny is like a lottery, or you win, or you lose. I was, unfortunately, hit by this second one. Ever since I was a girl, my father engaged me to a guy from Drenica. My father was a close friend to my father - in - law, and they beat our marriage to my husband. By the time I got married, I realized that my husband didn't like work very much, but then he was a different system and he was forced to work because there was no other way out.

He worked as a mechanic, and I worked in a bar here in Tirana. Until the time of the change of the system, it wasn't that we went wrong; we had fights, but like every couple; it was passing fights, that didn't remain in memory. We had two children and lived a normal life.

With the change of the political class in Albania, my husband and I remained unemployed and the first contradictions between us began. The children were at the most tender age and wanted to dress and feed. My husband, at the time, began working as a taxi driver, and he would bring us enough money for bread at home. The other money went to Tirana casinos. This was also the time when conflict began in our family. The children grew up and wanted to go to school, but their father had no help whatsoever.

One day my neighbor, who was also my best friend, told me that she could help me find solutions to my plight. She told me about a hoja, who had an office, where many cousins found salvation. I, in fact, didn't really believe that much. I knew that many of these people who call themselves needles and take money for what they do, did not follow religion, because religion does not advise masquerades and things... I told my friend that I had never gone to the ladies' seats and I was too afraid to go there, but she told me that at first I was going to accompany her, because she had a problem with the boy who had been left on a test and he had always helped her with things like that.

We did, we both went. Your friend really didn't lie to me, there were too many lines. We waited until our turn came, and as we entered, the friend kissed her hand, while I remained frozen on my feet. His answer was:

I believe you're here for your friend, this is a big problem. I was shocked by those words, and the friend explained that next time we would go for me. I saw that he gave something wrapped in the paper and said: “You're gonna put it under your son's pillow, and he's got”. After that, my son took the test, and for the first time, I came to him and told him about my problem. At first, I told him that I wanted to do something to stop my intimate relationship with my husband. That's what I wanted for the first thing, because he beat me and at night he wanted us to have sex. There was nothing more disgusting, I hated my husband, I was alone with him, because he threatened me that if I left him, he would kill me. I don't know what the hoja did and I don't like showing such details, but what I wanted was realized.

After a week until now, two years have passed, there has been no more intimacy between us. I kept some money that my men gave me and left it to my hoja to help me. I know all of you who are reading my story will think I'm lying to you, but I have no reason to make all this up. I can say he did miracles with me. In a way, he was the only savior I had left in this world. He has not yet been able to do what I really want to do, to remove my husband's habit - the games of fate - but he has prevented my husband from violenceing me and my children. He has likewise made him aware of us and at least leaves us money to eat bread. As much as he has done for me, I know a lot about him.

It seemed to me that by going to the chimney, he had a positive effect on me. At first, I went once a month, then going once a week, and when I had money, I went several times a week. I asked him to do something for my husband to give up his habit, but do you know what happened one day? He gave me a letter and said: “When you go home, do according to my orders, and everything will be fine”.

I went home and out of my happiness, opened my letter, but what could I see? Inside was a card that said: “If you become mine, I will forgive you all the happiness of this world!” I can't explain in words how I felt those moments; I could feel my heart beating with fear. With me, I said: “bo, what did he find for me! What do I do now? To go with that man was not a matter; He was about seventy years old, with a long beard that went up to his chest. I didn't understand why he loved me! Did he go with all the women who had problems like mine?

There were young women and girls, but I didn't want to believe that. I did not fall asleep that day and decided that I would never go there again. What I had done was crazy because I considered God's man and couldn't confuse the problems and troubles I had had, but from that day on, my soul found no peace. I spent about two weeks without going to the hoja, and neither did I want to go there.

Things were fine, and my husband worked. True, he did not leave money at home, but at least he bought us food, paid us light and water, and had taken me to a clothing course. He did not mistreat us, and as hard as I was concerned, all of this seemed like luxury. The girl and the boy went to Italy on scholarship, work and study there, and remove their own plight.

I was telling you about two weeks ago and I didn't go to the hojae anymore, but you know what happened to me? A message came to me on the phone, which was written “to wait for you to come!” I immediately thought it would be him, but I still did not. It had been a month when my husband came home upset that he had left two million lek in the games of fate. It's a fight again. He said to me:

Tell your kids to send me money to pay off my debt” and hit me with what power he had, but I put up with it. After a week my son called me and said he was on two exams. Then my daughter called me and told me that the supermarket where she worked was closed. All this trouble in my life, after two months of silence, I thought he'd made me, hoja, who was apparently used to dating all the women he liked. His countless messages began to persecute me everywhere I went.

Those messages let you know that if you don't become mine, that's how life will work, with trouble and difficulties” I decided I wouldn't go, I'd handle everything myself. I had bought a sewing machine and worked things my friends brought me. So I was making a little money and I didn't tell my husband, but other things were happening to me, I couldn't sleep at night, he showed up before me, there were times when I felt my body quakes, or I felt like a man was touching my whole body.

I was beginning to enjoy myself without any cause. I'm already at a crossroads that I don't know how to make a choice. The presence of the hodge haunts me in all possible ways. He doesn't directly say things to me, but with implications. As far as I'm going through, I'm going to do what I'm going to do and face it, but I'm really afraid he might threaten me with the lives of the kids because his madness knows no limits.

He makes me realize with his messages that there are no jokes with him, he in his work is so strong he can do what he thinks to achieve what he wants. So far, I've been very correct with him, but I don't know how long this will go on, because he's a very serious threat to me, which I don't know how much I'm going to handle. Besides, I don't know who to tell this big trouble I've had, because I don't even have a clue to it. His messages come to me without a number.

It's not like the “per is broken, where it's the weakest”. That's what's happening to me, and maybe with a lot of other women, who have become the victim of that hodge that his knowledge and properties use for profit purposes and I'm pretty sure it doesn't serve God, but someone else... Oh, my God, I know I was wrong to follow this path, but please, take this risk away from me, please!