in relation to the thing i just reblogged
one of my favorite stories of all time from my mom is one from college.
apparently once when she was in college she had a crazy christian roommate. my mom used to practice wicca while she was in college, and she had her tarot cards and her candles and whatnot. and one day my dad came over and helped her draw a giant pentagram on the floor and they hid it under a carpet that they had in the room so she could do things and whatnot but that’s not really related to this story it’s just fun
so basically the crazy roommate was convinced my mom was an evil witch who would cast curses all the time and everything that happened that went wrong was because my mom cursed her
eventually my mom got tired of being treated like she was terrible and also got tired of being told she’s going to burn in hell so she would just start muttering gibberish under her breath every time she passed the roommate. the girl didn’t know it was gibberish, she legitimately though my mom was casting all these curses on her
and then after a while, the girl eventually found the pentagram they drew on the floor and she left the room because she was convinced my mom was going to offer her as a sacrifice to satan and then my mom ended up being roomed with someone who ended up becoming one of her best friends the end
it’s for my psychology midterm.
please reblog if the item above is a stressor (i.e, something that stresses you out) for you. please only reblog once and please don’t like the post, it’ll mess up the numbers!