@corrector In some of your previous posts you complained about escorts not wanting to bang you,
This is not correct and is something that you are making up.
thinker said:
and as for them being wild animal demons we always hate the things we want but cannot have.
I didn't say THEY were wild animal demons. Demons are invisible entities that want to possess and live inside people.
The reason I'm somewhat pissed is that I have already written a number of threads detailing a spiritual attack that happened the morning after an encounter with a Brazilian escort named Bianca on December 6, 2014.
There are various issues about this attack, but the summation of it is that I feel like I was spiritually bitten by a snake after I orgasmed next to an escort. I asked the escort "what did she put on me?", but since she did not understand English properly, she thought I asked her if she had a great time too and replied that I was the best client she had for the whole day.
The next morning the spiritual attack occurred. I was not myself and felt an outside demon(s) tried to possess me and wreck havoc inside of me and a total collapse occurred afterwards. I felt like I dealt with the devil by dealing with the prostitute. This was never my intention. I detest anything occultic or demonic and only intended to deal with a woman -- not anything else.
There was a desire to growl that was held in and fought, nausea, vomit and sleepless nights. Could not watch movies, mastrubate or look at porn because I felt I would be sucked into this vortex into space if I did. I went through painstaking efforts to make sure my **** never got hard. I remember I would urinate and do everything possible that it would not get hard because there was pure terror.
The ordeal lasted between December 6 - December 28, 2014, and I was basically under a mental lock-down during this time. I could not drive my car. I could not conduct business. Could not enjoy tea, or enjoy pancakes with maple syrup, and would have to force myself to eat soup or something because eating was an ordeal. My perception was messed up in that I'd feel I would be falling when I'm not falling or that walls would change dimension or I would feel like I'm somewhere else when I'm not.
Looking at movies is now considered a sign of mental health. Looking at music videos is a sign of mental health. Fapping is good. I no longer feel like I'm going to be sucked into a vortex and into space. Part of my soul went into this escort, and I wanted to get it back but could not.
This is now 6 years later, so if you want to write about your pain, even though its mostly physical and understandable, it does not detract with me that I experienced something to that was like being in a type of horror movie like "It Follows" (2014) (this horror movie was viewed in 2018 -- so I never knew it existed, it's only something I watched later and thought, gee, this sounds like something that I relate with because I felt stalked by an invisible enemy after dealing with that prostitute and didn't know when it would strike me to make me feel like it would turn me into a zombie or something like that).