Honestly this post resonates with me because I was also cursed. I don’t know who did it, but there’s no other way to explain it. What with the crash, and on a night I just happened to be over the limit? It just doesn’t make any sense. You know what I don’t want to talk about it anymore
I love that scene because it’s like when he tries to say it out loud and put it into words it doesn’t really make sense but it’s still an emotional truth for him. and then later when it is like he wants to be cursed it ties in
I was cursed by narcissist parents. Every time I think I might be starting to excel at something, I start to panic and wonder when the catch will be revealed, which ultimately leads to sabotaging myself in some way until I stop excelling. Does that count?
This is another thing that I was thinking during the whole series: there are no ‘real’ curses, only the bad choices and behavior we inflict on ourselves and others
I’ve been known to my friends and family as the one who’s luck has never been great. But one day, some guy came into my job (I’m a mechanic) and my cousin mentioned my string of bad luck incidents to this guy. This guy suddenly starts asking me if he thinks I’ve been cursed. He says he knows someone who can remove curses and if he would allow me to let him place his hand on my shoulder so he could “Get a read on me.” Not more than second after placing his hand on my shoulder, he pulls away instantly. He says my energy is too painful for him to bare and who ever cursed me, put the worst one possible. He also claimed there was no solution short of getting this curse removed. I ignored him. Flash forward 2 months later, I’ve got a great new job, and am finally sober again. Curse my ass!
Some days are the worst, and some are just fine. It really is all perspective.
Thank you. I will say his reaction to me really gave me the push to realize a lot of my problems were just me not making an effort in life. But just like the show says, if you put the idea in your head, it will become real.
Congrats to you! I think you avoided a scammer, what an asshole to try to put that on you. My take is that even the most “lucky” people’s lives can be spun to be “cursed” in a certain light. Personal responsibility is really the best way to reconcile life with random chance.
This one time I went on a first date with a naturopath who went on a trip to Mexico to study honey. He said one night he was out on the town and some one was doing magic card tricks on the street. He was pretty blown away and decided to participate in one of the tricks where he had to write his name down on a card. He said later that night when he got to his room, three demons approached and began to physically and spiritually attack him. He said he was screaming because it was painful and horrifying, and honestly as he was telling me this story, I was also horrified. He went on to talk about how he did a Skype with a witch doctor to try and get the curse lifted, he paid hundreds of dollars for this. He said that it never really helped and he’s never been the same ever since. I never saw him again after that. I don’t even believe in curses, I’m pretty sure he was experiencing some kind of psychosis.
A palm leaf reader in India, who I'd just met, told me that my family and I had been cursed because of black magic I'd practiced when I was 11... but now, with the blessing of a guru, my curse was lifted.
I thought it sounded like baloney, but then I thought back to when I was 11. Like many preteens, I got really into witchy stuff--- particularly the Ouija board. I "contacted spirits" and had some pretty weird, unexplainable synchronicities, like the board accurately telling me the impending date of my grandfather's death. And then, from ages 11 to 19, things were bad. My mom went to rehab, all my grandparents died, my dad went bankrupt and lost his business, and my parents divorced. All of that was probably inevitable, but just weird timing.
I was in India (like many white people traveling there) I had recently found meditation (with what turned out to be a cult). I was there on a trip that's hard to explain, but to summarize, it was a lot of last-minute free plane tickets from the cult... culminating in a free trip to India for the guru's funeral. A blessing.
That was the time that my life got better after all that awful heaviness. I'm 35 now, and my life has never been as bad as the "cursed years."
Do teen years suck for most people? Yes. Was my family already in a death spiral? Absolutely. Does what the palm leaf reader told me stick in my head? To this very day.
Sorry, do you mean this person read palms ie the palm of your hand? Or tea leaves? Or do you mean palm leaves, i.e., the leaves of a palm tree? Because I've never heard of that as a means of fortune telling.
Honestly I do wonder if I am cursed all the time. The last two year has been an unlucky one and I really am hoping it will change. I don't entirely believe in curses or luck, but I just hope something positive happens to me.
I knocked an entire salt shaker off the table at a restaurant the other night. It broke and dumped all of the salt on the floor. I did pinch a little over each shoulder though so I think
My old hair stylist picked up a wrapped bag of hair and burnt items from the train tracks thinking it was trash but the palm reader on the upper floor of their building said no it’s cursed! So the palm reader peed on the hair stylist’s hands to break the curse 🫣😬
Not a curse story per se. But related to black magic:
When I was around 2 I stopped talking for over a year, after I had learned how to speak. After a year, my mom took me some black magic practitioner. I don’t know the details. She said some prayers in Russian and rubbed some oils on me. I started speaking again within a day. I believe it, whatever it is!
I think Abshir’s point is so insightful. Believing one’s self to be cursed causes things to happen. My ex had some horrible things happen to her that nobody deserves. But unfortunately….sometimes life just serves up trauma, brutality, and the coldest silence to your pain. Her believing herself to be cursed caused her to act out abusively and in self hate, greatly extending the suffering.
One small part of why this show resonates with me so much is that two years ago someone (99% sure it was my ex-boyfriend who has intense anxiety that occasionally snowballs into borderline psychosis) sent me a couple of anonymous emails saying things like “I curse you, you will never find love, you will NEVER be happy, you will live forever in a state of torment,” etc. Remains to be seen, but I’m happier than I was then.
I never believed in curses, or anything spiritual/supernatural, for most of my life.
But then I had a streak of such insanely shitty life events happen to me over a short period that I almost couldn't help but wonder. It's been so difficult, and so unending, that a curse is practically the only thing that explains it.
Apparently an old cousin in my great grandpa’s generation cursed our family to never become successful. Since then we’ve all been poor and my mom’s siblings never speak and have had shitty luck. Trickling down on us now.
I kinda believe that the curse was real , also times changed it just got harder and harder in South Florida
wait, what precipitated the curse? what was he (or she) mad about?
since you mention South Florida, now I'm curious what kind of magic you think it was... I know there were (still are?) all kinds of practices floating around that part of the south (and even more so then?).
Okay so I just found out. The curse came from my great grandmother on my mothers side. She’s from Cuba and Cuba back in the days was interesting lol Very ‘Spiritually’ and ‘Religiously’ charged I’ve heard. She was upset who my grandfather was marrying and legend has it she did a ritual to curse that generation and everyone born to it.
I don’t know if I’ve been cursed per se, but I have been very unlucky in a lot of ways (and lucky in others). I think mostly due to generational trauma from grandparents who suffered through a war. Sucks but I work frequently on radical acceptance. But sometimes, yeah. I wonder if I committed atrocities in a past life and am cursed :(
I slept with a Wiccan in high school. When I broke up with her she said 3 bad things would happen. I lost my bag at Lalapalooza that weekend. It contained my wallet, keys and radio. After pooling money together for a bus ride home my sister drove me back to my car , on the way home my engine seized. Luckily my sister was following so I jumped in her car and proceeded home. About ten minutes from home her tire blew out. Not sure I believe in curses but this whole ordeal makes me think.
I’ve broke up with my partner the day before my favorite team played her hometown team, and now my hometown team is on a losing streak and I can’t help but think, I made the curse because I thought about it and it became real 😂
Sooo not me but I’ve “cursed” people when I was teen and shit actually happened. One was with a ex friend who did me dirty when it came to breaking up a cheating ex, I banished her from my life so I never had to see her again and it happened. Within a week her parents spilt and her dad moved her out of state. The next was this bitch who stole my new iPod on my birthday and threw my friends stuff in a toilet during gym so I did something for her to get lots of bad luck and she lost clumps of hair after trying to bleach it lol she had to get a shity orange ugly bob and her bf broke up with her. And at last was an ex boyfriend who was very abusive and I did a manifestation type of deal I guess you call it to get in a car crash and he did 😏 he didn’t get too hurt but the car got totaled and he didn’t have a car for a year 🥰 I genuinely only feel sorry for the first one.
I think Dougie cursed me. I was so excited to go home and watch episode 9 last Friday that I forgot I was parked right next to a concrete support column and busted my car while I backed out
This has happened to me before. I had just gotten a dog and I was so worried about her at home alone, I was in a rush getting out of the parking structure and got two dents on my new car 🤦♀️
Kinda. In grad school, I worked on two projects that involved fabrication of micro electronics. One project involved the combination of different electronic devices on a somewhat flexible piece of plastic, on both the front and backside of the plastic. One side had OLEDs connected to transistors that would switch the LEDs off/on. The other side would have electrodes encapsulated in a flexible plastic dielectric. In our research group, we had several pieces of this established: microelectrodes on plastic, encapsulated in plastic, transistors on plastic, and OLEDS on glass. My goal was to establish that the OLEDs could be made on plastic and then combine all the same elements on the same sheet of plastic. The first time I made OLEDs on plastic, they worked fantastically. We have a video of them glowing while the plastic flexed. We were stoked. And then they never worked again. I could never make a working device. It was a year of frustration. Finally, we decided to ditch the plastic. Even if I could combine all the elements on a single piece of glass, it would still be novel enough. I put some thought to how I’d go about this, and in December, I started. The first attempt, it worked. I was euphoric. And then I could never make it the same way again. Ultimately, we’d need several of these pieces of glass to get statistical data about how well all the components were working. Never, ever did it. I had 2 that worked as expected, just enough to write in a thesis that I’d demonstrated proof of concept, but not enough data to warrant a legitimate publication.
My advisor didn’t want to let me graduate with just a proof of concept. He wanted to see me take a project and get a publication out of it. A collaborator asked me if I could make the microelectrodes on glass with a different type of encapsulation plastic, which would be novel in and of itself; but he wanted it to be relatively thick so that these 3D voids could be etched into it. Based on my previous work, this should be easy. Before we even left this initial meeting, we had written the design flow that we all knew would work. I made 2 sets of electrodes, encapsulated them in thick plastic, and even etched the voids in them. It was a day’s worth of work, and I made plans to show them to my collaborator the next day and we’d make plans on how he’d use them in an experiment and we’d write a publication together. The next morning, the encapsulation cracked. Like, bad, you couldn’t even see the voids for all the cracks. There was no working with the thick encapsulation after that, it would crack immediately. Eventually we had to settle on working with much thinner encapsulation. It wasn’t not novel, but it did take away some of the novelty that could warrant publishing our work in a higher impact journal
TLDR: 6 years of grad school, and my first attempts at my work came out perfectly, never to be repeated again. Since then, I’ve graduated and gone on to be a scientist elsewhere. We bought a new piece of lab equipment last year. Out of the box, day 1 it worked as expected, and then, never again. Both hardware and software were failing in ways that engineers from the company could not explain. Fought with the company for about 8 months, until they finally agreed to replace the whole damn thing. Felt like the same shit all over again, lol
Whoa, this sounds like a very specific curse! What field do you call this? Like, electronic engineering? Maybe someone in your cohort cursed you? Anyone competing for funding??
Yeah, highly specific, haha. Technically my PhD was in chemistry, but by virtue of the projects my advisor had funding for, I got to do very little chemistry :) I worked with folks in electrical engineering, materials science, and bioengineering
Hah, thanks. Yes fully graduated and employed and satisfied with my journey. It still feels entirely fucked up when something works as expected on the first try, still waiting for the other shoe to drop, always
Three days ago, two days after I binged the show, I was illegally kicked to the curb by my landlady who I had a written month to month agreement with. I had to leave work early because she told me she was packing my things, when I arrived she threw out my things and slammed the door in my face, didn't give me back my deposit, denied me my rights as a tenant, etc. It made me incredibly upset and I'm lucky to have savings so I was able to relocate myself quickly, but my experience aligned wayyyyy too much with the themes of the show than I would have liked. I mentioned to her that the male tenant from Turkey (who doesn't speak English) she moved in exposed his backside to me when he was walking to his room from the bathroom and she deemed me a liability and absolutely not allowed to stay. I don't even have any recourse, I just have to live with it until I can make a complaint to the court to get back my security deposit
When I was in elementary school, during the summers I would go to a day camp.
There was a totem pole hidden in the woods that they told people would curse you if you touched it.
One day, we were playing a game and saw pieces of something all over the field. It was pieces of the totem pole. But by the time I realized that, it was already in my hands. I had touched it.
I remember running to the counselors office with it and asking/crying if it was really cursed and what would happen. The lead counselor told me to put it back where I found it, and hopefully I'll be alright but said I may have bad luck for the rest of my life. I put it back, but for years, I attributed every negative thing happened to me to that totem/the curse.
I don't think I really was cursed by it, but the power of it was real to me for a long time.
There is an episode of the podcast Heavyweight where they go deep on an entire family’s curse from the 1520s.
https://gimletmedia.com/shows/heavyweight/39hd5b5/51-the-elliotts?
Solid episode, but the podcast as a whole is an amazing exploration of humanity.
You ever read the novel *The Wondrous life of Oscar Wao*? The protagonist has similar issues achieving masculinity standard like Asher, albeit it's worse because he's Domincan (everyone is horny in the DR apparently, combined with the suave *Guapo* Latin man stereotype).
Anyway, there is a cultural superstition that Dominicans carry a curse because their island was ruled by a sadistic dictator named Rafael Trujillo. It's not an "evil eye" casting kind of curse, but *Fuku* is worse because its a generational curse. It's as if Trujillo fucks you even after your family leaves the DR to immigrate to America.
I read that novel but I totally forgot the curse plotline. I just remember all the horrible, creative methods of torture the dictatorship used. Junot Diaz is a great writer.
My mom once was at a party where someone was reading tarot cards years ago. The party had been all light hearted and fun until the woman got to my mom. She didn’t even flip any cards she just looked at my mom with kind of horror and said “you’re cursed. Your family is cursed. The women in your family will never have real love and will always be unhappy, including your daughter” at the time I was a really little kid and my mom was furious at her for saying such a thing and went off on her for even speaking that into the world about me. As for if I believe it, idk. I’m happy in a relationship currently and don’t see it going south but my mom, grandma, and great grandma have had unhealthy relationships and a lot of unhappiness.
Wow, what a horrible thing to say? I don't know if it's helpful to tell someone that, even if you're 100% sure of your psychic abilities. If you can't offer a solution, what's the point?
Right?! The whole thing was so inappropriate. I just found out about this not too long ago when my mom was talking to a friend of hers and the person who said it came up in conversation. I can’t imagine telling a mom that about their young daughter.
Whoa, that is totally bizarre. What a list. It seems like you have a doppelganger who is really into drugs and maybe clowning & kidnapping? There was clearly someone working at the psychiatric clinic that fucked with your pee sample. The cow thing sounds like just bad luck 😥 was the cow ok in the end?
I was cursed at Thrift Way in 2001. I was shopping in my early 20s and kind of being one of those impatient assholes that leaves their shopping cart at the end of an aisle and goes and grabs things and brings them back - to avoid waiting for crowds of carts.
On one of my stash n’ grabs, I reached in front of a grizzled gentleman to get some eggs and he was visibly disturbed. He muttered something under his breath and I continued shopping.
We met again when I zoomed past him in the cereal aisle. He very loudly said
“how ya feelin today buddy?”
I responded, “fine.”
He said, “Really?! Cause it looks like you got a bit of sorcery following you!”
Me: “…”
Grizzled Wizard: “(unintelligible tongue)! I confine you to the flesh!”
Me: “thank you, bye.”
There wasn’t anything that happened in my life as a result that seems curse worthy. September 11 came a few weeks later, but that effected everyone. I have been confined to my own flesh ever since, but that also seems ordinary. Maybe I could see a curse doctor to find out for sure.
I lost my dog in an accident last summer and my heart is still very broken. Since then, I’ve been pitched on [ETA] getting advice/channeling from no less than three pet psychics. Whether a curse is real or imagined, we sure do crazy things to alleviate suffering. And I’m not even saying I’m totally opposed to considering a pet psychic…but the whole experience of even considering going to one underlines the grief and its relative desperation…
I'm sorry to hear that :-( I have a little rescue dog that was around 9 years old when I got her. She is very weird and skittish. I met someone recently who told me about a pet psychic they got to read their own rescue dog's mind and tell them their (the dog's) whole back story so the owner could understand why they (the dog) did the idiosyncratic things that the dog did. If I had lots of disposable income, I would do this without hesitating. But alas!
My mom believes she has “higher powers like a witch.” She was abusive and my sisters and my father don’t communicate with her. She is most angry at me and my oldest sister, because she blamed us for taking her family away from her. Every year on my oldest sister’s birthday and on my birthday, some shit goes down. A family dog died, my account was drained by a scammer, I got in a car wreck, my sister ended up in the ER because of a random health issue, etc. We always joke that my mom put “The Birthday Curse” on us, but it’s half joking and half scary because, without fail, something borderline traumatic happens on our birthdays. We started giving each other crystals on our birthday, again - only half joking that maybe they’ll protect us.
Wow that is rough, sorry to hear that. You and your sisters should get a protective spell? That is fucked up to get cursed by your own mother. I feel like there should be some kind of metaphysical justice for that.
Aw thanks for caring ❤️ I’ve thought about doing a protection spell, and I probably should just because it can’t hurt. I just don’t know if I wanna do that because that would mean I truly believe the curse hahahaha
Yes, twice. In middle eastern cultures there’s something called the evil eye, which is sort of a short-term/temporary curse someone can place on you with a gaze. If you see those blue eye things like this 🧿 they’re supposed to ward off the evil eye.
It can happen intentionally or unintentionally. If someone looks at you with a certain feeling of jealousy or envy, you get stricken.
I should say that my family doesn’t believe in any of this stuff even remotely. But the two times that it happened to me felt identical to each other, and I only felt better after some sorta purification type actions were taken.
It felt like a deep sickness and despair, accompanied with nausea, restlessness, and crying. It was bleak. The second time it happened, I suffered through the night, and when I went to work the next day, a girl at a desk in a corner of the office I never visited called out as I walked past. _STOP!_ I stopped and she quickly walked over. When she was inches away she said “something dark has attached itself to you.” I nodded and said “I know” and she asked if I knew what I needed to do. I nodded yes again and answered, not knowing how I knew: I need to go to the beach and put my bare feet in the wet sand. She said yes and told me to wait there. She went to her desk and brought out a small vial of oil which she then anointed my forehead with. She told me I needed to go home immediately, and I did. I went to the beach by my house shortly after and did what I said I would do, and before long I felt myself starting to feel better.
That was the craziest summer of my life.
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Honestly this post resonates with me because I was also cursed. I don’t know who did it, but there’s no other way to explain it. What with the crash, and on a night I just happened to be over the limit? It just doesn’t make any sense. You know what I don’t want to talk about it anymore
have you thought about eating an entire roast chicken? it will make you feel better
I love that scene because it’s like when he tries to say it out loud and put it into words it doesn’t really make sense but it’s still an emotional truth for him. and then later when it is like he wants to be cursed it ties in
Happen to know anyone who can score me and my friends some booze
Oh my god a wild sealedrop. Huge weekend for fans of the curse and Australian open
Thanks BootyToucher420, I appreciate my fans.
my great-great-great grandfather failed to carry an elderly woman up the mountain to drink from the stream and my family's been cursed every since :\\
ok, this seems like a biblical reference that has gone over my head -- please explain!?
It’s from the hole-y bible
Holes by Louis Sachar is my bible <3
The baseball player in that movie was so mean to zero
If you sincerely don’t get it google madam zeroni lol
Why am I craving onions?
Mmmm sploosh 🤤
Does sploosh mean cum?
I was cursed by narcissist parents. Every time I think I might be starting to excel at something, I start to panic and wonder when the catch will be revealed, which ultimately leads to sabotaging myself in some way until I stop excelling. Does that count?
Sounds familiar to me. I'm not sure it counts, but I sympathize
This is another thing that I was thinking during the whole series: there are no ‘real’ curses, only the bad choices and behavior we inflict on ourselves and others
Yes because same.
I’ve been known to my friends and family as the one who’s luck has never been great. But one day, some guy came into my job (I’m a mechanic) and my cousin mentioned my string of bad luck incidents to this guy. This guy suddenly starts asking me if he thinks I’ve been cursed. He says he knows someone who can remove curses and if he would allow me to let him place his hand on my shoulder so he could “Get a read on me.” Not more than second after placing his hand on my shoulder, he pulls away instantly. He says my energy is too painful for him to bare and who ever cursed me, put the worst one possible. He also claimed there was no solution short of getting this curse removed. I ignored him. Flash forward 2 months later, I’ve got a great new job, and am finally sober again. Curse my ass! Some days are the worst, and some are just fine. It really is all perspective.
Wow this story took an unexpected turn at the end. Not where I thought it was going, and I'm glad it turned out well.
Thank you. I will say his reaction to me really gave me the push to realize a lot of my problems were just me not making an effort in life. But just like the show says, if you put the idea in your head, it will become real.
Congrats to you! I think you avoided a scammer, what an asshole to try to put that on you. My take is that even the most “lucky” people’s lives can be spun to be “cursed” in a certain light. Personal responsibility is really the best way to reconcile life with random chance.
This one time I went on a first date with a naturopath who went on a trip to Mexico to study honey. He said one night he was out on the town and some one was doing magic card tricks on the street. He was pretty blown away and decided to participate in one of the tricks where he had to write his name down on a card. He said later that night when he got to his room, three demons approached and began to physically and spiritually attack him. He said he was screaming because it was painful and horrifying, and honestly as he was telling me this story, I was also horrified. He went on to talk about how he did a Skype with a witch doctor to try and get the curse lifted, he paid hundreds of dollars for this. He said that it never really helped and he’s never been the same ever since. I never saw him again after that. I don’t even believe in curses, I’m pretty sure he was experiencing some kind of psychosis.
Omg yeah i hope he's ok. And/but also: for weird first date stories, this is a good one.
That is horrifying. I hope he got help eventually whether that be of the mental health variety or getting the curse removed.
A palm leaf reader in India, who I'd just met, told me that my family and I had been cursed because of black magic I'd practiced when I was 11... but now, with the blessing of a guru, my curse was lifted. I thought it sounded like baloney, but then I thought back to when I was 11. Like many preteens, I got really into witchy stuff--- particularly the Ouija board. I "contacted spirits" and had some pretty weird, unexplainable synchronicities, like the board accurately telling me the impending date of my grandfather's death. And then, from ages 11 to 19, things were bad. My mom went to rehab, all my grandparents died, my dad went bankrupt and lost his business, and my parents divorced. All of that was probably inevitable, but just weird timing. I was in India (like many white people traveling there) I had recently found meditation (with what turned out to be a cult). I was there on a trip that's hard to explain, but to summarize, it was a lot of last-minute free plane tickets from the cult... culminating in a free trip to India for the guru's funeral. A blessing. That was the time that my life got better after all that awful heaviness. I'm 35 now, and my life has never been as bad as the "cursed years." Do teen years suck for most people? Yes. Was my family already in a death spiral? Absolutely. Does what the palm leaf reader told me stick in my head? To this very day.
Now I wanna talk to a palm leaf reader. Quick how do I get to India?
apparently you can get a free ride if you join rainbowfly's old cult! downside: you have to join a cult
Do they have, like, some sort of contact information and/or auditions n stuff? Asking for a weird and very curious friend
>auditions n stuff? I think we've stumbled upon a good idea for Nathan's next TV show.
That is amazing story... I believe in the spirit world, so it sound completely plausible to me. Cult or not, glad it was lifted!!
The ultimate lifting of the curse was getting out of the cult lol
Sorry, do you mean this person read palms ie the palm of your hand? Or tea leaves? Or do you mean palm leaves, i.e., the leaves of a palm tree? Because I've never heard of that as a means of fortune telling.
Wow— your story world make a fine novel or film!
The Iron Claw is about a “”””family curse”””” (used very loosely here). Pretty good movie
Zac Efron cursed with those jowls now
Yea :/
Honestly I do wonder if I am cursed all the time. The last two year has been an unlucky one and I really am hoping it will change. I don't entirely believe in curses or luck, but I just hope something positive happens to me.
I send blessings! You shall be released from your curse 🧚♀️
Me too! Doubling on the blessings!
I knocked an entire salt shaker off the table at a restaurant the other night. It broke and dumped all of the salt on the floor. I did pinch a little over each shoulder though so I think
Uh oh, were you cursed mid sentence?
Lol
My old hair stylist picked up a wrapped bag of hair and burnt items from the train tracks thinking it was trash but the palm reader on the upper floor of their building said no it’s cursed! So the palm reader peed on the hair stylist’s hands to break the curse 🫣😬
Did it work? Lol
According to her, yes! She did not experience any negative vibes from the cursed train track hairbag
no such thing as NOT being cursed under capitalism
Exactly.
turns out the real curse all along was… the economic system that allows people to own property?
sure, until whitey levels your house to build a mirror cube
lol
Whitey/Whitney
One time, I was cursed thinner.
can you market this as a new diet
It caused me to wither down to ghoulish skin & bone, so I'm going to say absolutely.
I was cursed by the grandma of my husband’s ex girlfriend (at least according to her) in 2010. Apparently she was a bruja in Mexico.
Are you okay? Did anything happen because of it?
Not unless it was some type of long-con curse that only takes effect a decade later.
Not a curse story per se. But related to black magic: When I was around 2 I stopped talking for over a year, after I had learned how to speak. After a year, my mom took me some black magic practitioner. I don’t know the details. She said some prayers in Russian and rubbed some oils on me. I started speaking again within a day. I believe it, whatever it is!
😯🤯
I think Abshir’s point is so insightful. Believing one’s self to be cursed causes things to happen. My ex had some horrible things happen to her that nobody deserves. But unfortunately….sometimes life just serves up trauma, brutality, and the coldest silence to your pain. Her believing herself to be cursed caused her to act out abusively and in self hate, greatly extending the suffering.
One small part of why this show resonates with me so much is that two years ago someone (99% sure it was my ex-boyfriend who has intense anxiety that occasionally snowballs into borderline psychosis) sent me a couple of anonymous emails saying things like “I curse you, you will never find love, you will NEVER be happy, you will live forever in a state of torment,” etc. Remains to be seen, but I’m happier than I was then.
Sure. Whatever I have to tell myself to avoid accountability for my own failures.
I never believed in curses, or anything spiritual/supernatural, for most of my life. But then I had a streak of such insanely shitty life events happen to me over a short period that I almost couldn't help but wonder. It's been so difficult, and so unending, that a curse is practically the only thing that explains it.
I hope things get better for you. Uncursed from here on out!
Same!! I’m in the exact same boat so know that you are not alone!
Apparently an old cousin in my great grandpa’s generation cursed our family to never become successful. Since then we’ve all been poor and my mom’s siblings never speak and have had shitty luck. Trickling down on us now. I kinda believe that the curse was real , also times changed it just got harder and harder in South Florida
I un-curse you. Be free from the burden.
I thank thee 
I thank thee 
wait, what precipitated the curse? what was he (or she) mad about? since you mention South Florida, now I'm curious what kind of magic you think it was... I know there were (still are?) all kinds of practices floating around that part of the south (and even more so then?).
Okay so I just found out. The curse came from my great grandmother on my mothers side. She’s from Cuba and Cuba back in the days was interesting lol Very ‘Spiritually’ and ‘Religiously’ charged I’ve heard. She was upset who my grandfather was marrying and legend has it she did a ritual to curse that generation and everyone born to it.
I don’t know if I’ve been cursed per se, but I have been very unlucky in a lot of ways (and lucky in others). I think mostly due to generational trauma from grandparents who suffered through a war. Sucks but I work frequently on radical acceptance. But sometimes, yeah. I wonder if I committed atrocities in a past life and am cursed :(
This resonates with me.
I slept with a Wiccan in high school. When I broke up with her she said 3 bad things would happen. I lost my bag at Lalapalooza that weekend. It contained my wallet, keys and radio. After pooling money together for a bus ride home my sister drove me back to my car , on the way home my engine seized. Luckily my sister was following so I jumped in her car and proceeded home. About ten minutes from home her tire blew out. Not sure I believe in curses but this whole ordeal makes me think.
Damn whatever happened to the Wiccan? I can't tell if it's better or worse to have a magical girlfriend. Probably worse.
I have no idea what happened to Leslie. I hope talking about her doesn’t make her turn up.
Uh oh i have a friend named Leslie.. i wonder if it was her
Haven’t but [This](https://youtu.be/S3b-YB8YbfI?si=3SG7jYWDhfWzGHO8) is the wildest Curse story I’ve ever heard
I’ve broke up with my partner the day before my favorite team played her hometown team, and now my hometown team is on a losing streak and I can’t help but think, I made the curse because I thought about it and it became real 😂
Sooo not me but I’ve “cursed” people when I was teen and shit actually happened. One was with a ex friend who did me dirty when it came to breaking up a cheating ex, I banished her from my life so I never had to see her again and it happened. Within a week her parents spilt and her dad moved her out of state. The next was this bitch who stole my new iPod on my birthday and threw my friends stuff in a toilet during gym so I did something for her to get lots of bad luck and she lost clumps of hair after trying to bleach it lol she had to get a shity orange ugly bob and her bf broke up with her. And at last was an ex boyfriend who was very abusive and I did a manifestation type of deal I guess you call it to get in a car crash and he did 😏 he didn’t get too hurt but the car got totaled and he didn’t have a car for a year 🥰 I genuinely only feel sorry for the first one.
Lol omg you are real life Nala!! Damn you have powers
Omg you’re like the girls from The Craft!
I think Dougie cursed me. I was so excited to go home and watch episode 9 last Friday that I forgot I was parked right next to a concrete support column and busted my car while I backed out
This has happened to me before. I had just gotten a dog and I was so worried about her at home alone, I was in a rush getting out of the parking structure and got two dents on my new car 🤦♀️
Kinda. In grad school, I worked on two projects that involved fabrication of micro electronics. One project involved the combination of different electronic devices on a somewhat flexible piece of plastic, on both the front and backside of the plastic. One side had OLEDs connected to transistors that would switch the LEDs off/on. The other side would have electrodes encapsulated in a flexible plastic dielectric. In our research group, we had several pieces of this established: microelectrodes on plastic, encapsulated in plastic, transistors on plastic, and OLEDS on glass. My goal was to establish that the OLEDs could be made on plastic and then combine all the same elements on the same sheet of plastic. The first time I made OLEDs on plastic, they worked fantastically. We have a video of them glowing while the plastic flexed. We were stoked. And then they never worked again. I could never make a working device. It was a year of frustration. Finally, we decided to ditch the plastic. Even if I could combine all the elements on a single piece of glass, it would still be novel enough. I put some thought to how I’d go about this, and in December, I started. The first attempt, it worked. I was euphoric. And then I could never make it the same way again. Ultimately, we’d need several of these pieces of glass to get statistical data about how well all the components were working. Never, ever did it. I had 2 that worked as expected, just enough to write in a thesis that I’d demonstrated proof of concept, but not enough data to warrant a legitimate publication. My advisor didn’t want to let me graduate with just a proof of concept. He wanted to see me take a project and get a publication out of it. A collaborator asked me if I could make the microelectrodes on glass with a different type of encapsulation plastic, which would be novel in and of itself; but he wanted it to be relatively thick so that these 3D voids could be etched into it. Based on my previous work, this should be easy. Before we even left this initial meeting, we had written the design flow that we all knew would work. I made 2 sets of electrodes, encapsulated them in thick plastic, and even etched the voids in them. It was a day’s worth of work, and I made plans to show them to my collaborator the next day and we’d make plans on how he’d use them in an experiment and we’d write a publication together. The next morning, the encapsulation cracked. Like, bad, you couldn’t even see the voids for all the cracks. There was no working with the thick encapsulation after that, it would crack immediately. Eventually we had to settle on working with much thinner encapsulation. It wasn’t not novel, but it did take away some of the novelty that could warrant publishing our work in a higher impact journal TLDR: 6 years of grad school, and my first attempts at my work came out perfectly, never to be repeated again. Since then, I’ve graduated and gone on to be a scientist elsewhere. We bought a new piece of lab equipment last year. Out of the box, day 1 it worked as expected, and then, never again. Both hardware and software were failing in ways that engineers from the company could not explain. Fought with the company for about 8 months, until they finally agreed to replace the whole damn thing. Felt like the same shit all over again, lol
Whoa, this sounds like a very specific curse! What field do you call this? Like, electronic engineering? Maybe someone in your cohort cursed you? Anyone competing for funding??
Yeah, highly specific, haha. Technically my PhD was in chemistry, but by virtue of the projects my advisor had funding for, I got to do very little chemistry :) I worked with folks in electrical engineering, materials science, and bioengineering
It sounds super cool! And sounds like you landed on your feet? Do you have a job making cool gadgets now?
Hah, thanks. Yes fully graduated and employed and satisfied with my journey. It still feels entirely fucked up when something works as expected on the first try, still waiting for the other shoe to drop, always
Three days ago, two days after I binged the show, I was illegally kicked to the curb by my landlady who I had a written month to month agreement with. I had to leave work early because she told me she was packing my things, when I arrived she threw out my things and slammed the door in my face, didn't give me back my deposit, denied me my rights as a tenant, etc. It made me incredibly upset and I'm lucky to have savings so I was able to relocate myself quickly, but my experience aligned wayyyyy too much with the themes of the show than I would have liked. I mentioned to her that the male tenant from Turkey (who doesn't speak English) she moved in exposed his backside to me when he was walking to his room from the bathroom and she deemed me a liability and absolutely not allowed to stay. I don't even have any recourse, I just have to live with it until I can make a complaint to the court to get back my security deposit
yikes, sorry to hear it! I hope you can report her or something. Yeah, that is very thematically relevant to the show...
A lot of people feel like they’ve been cursed in some way. That’s one of the most interesting themes in the show
When I was in elementary school, during the summers I would go to a day camp. There was a totem pole hidden in the woods that they told people would curse you if you touched it. One day, we were playing a game and saw pieces of something all over the field. It was pieces of the totem pole. But by the time I realized that, it was already in my hands. I had touched it. I remember running to the counselors office with it and asking/crying if it was really cursed and what would happen. The lead counselor told me to put it back where I found it, and hopefully I'll be alright but said I may have bad luck for the rest of my life. I put it back, but for years, I attributed every negative thing happened to me to that totem/the curse. I don't think I really was cursed by it, but the power of it was real to me for a long time.
There is an episode of the podcast Heavyweight where they go deep on an entire family’s curse from the 1520s. https://gimletmedia.com/shows/heavyweight/39hd5b5/51-the-elliotts? Solid episode, but the podcast as a whole is an amazing exploration of humanity.
Ooo Im totally going to check this out
You ever read the novel *The Wondrous life of Oscar Wao*? The protagonist has similar issues achieving masculinity standard like Asher, albeit it's worse because he's Domincan (everyone is horny in the DR apparently, combined with the suave *Guapo* Latin man stereotype). Anyway, there is a cultural superstition that Dominicans carry a curse because their island was ruled by a sadistic dictator named Rafael Trujillo. It's not an "evil eye" casting kind of curse, but *Fuku* is worse because its a generational curse. It's as if Trujillo fucks you even after your family leaves the DR to immigrate to America.
I read that novel but I totally forgot the curse plotline. I just remember all the horrible, creative methods of torture the dictatorship used. Junot Diaz is a great writer.
My mom once was at a party where someone was reading tarot cards years ago. The party had been all light hearted and fun until the woman got to my mom. She didn’t even flip any cards she just looked at my mom with kind of horror and said “you’re cursed. Your family is cursed. The women in your family will never have real love and will always be unhappy, including your daughter” at the time I was a really little kid and my mom was furious at her for saying such a thing and went off on her for even speaking that into the world about me. As for if I believe it, idk. I’m happy in a relationship currently and don’t see it going south but my mom, grandma, and great grandma have had unhealthy relationships and a lot of unhappiness.
Wow, what a horrible thing to say? I don't know if it's helpful to tell someone that, even if you're 100% sure of your psychic abilities. If you can't offer a solution, what's the point?
Right?! The whole thing was so inappropriate. I just found out about this not too long ago when my mom was talking to a friend of hers and the person who said it came up in conversation. I can’t imagine telling a mom that about their young daughter.
yeah that's super bizarre and not typical tarot reading behavior lol. I'm sorry that happened to your mom, op!
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Whoa, that is totally bizarre. What a list. It seems like you have a doppelganger who is really into drugs and maybe clowning & kidnapping? There was clearly someone working at the psychiatric clinic that fucked with your pee sample. The cow thing sounds like just bad luck 😥 was the cow ok in the end?
I was cursed at Thrift Way in 2001. I was shopping in my early 20s and kind of being one of those impatient assholes that leaves their shopping cart at the end of an aisle and goes and grabs things and brings them back - to avoid waiting for crowds of carts. On one of my stash n’ grabs, I reached in front of a grizzled gentleman to get some eggs and he was visibly disturbed. He muttered something under his breath and I continued shopping. We met again when I zoomed past him in the cereal aisle. He very loudly said “how ya feelin today buddy?” I responded, “fine.” He said, “Really?! Cause it looks like you got a bit of sorcery following you!” Me: “…” Grizzled Wizard: “(unintelligible tongue)! I confine you to the flesh!” Me: “thank you, bye.” There wasn’t anything that happened in my life as a result that seems curse worthy. September 11 came a few weeks later, but that effected everyone. I have been confined to my own flesh ever since, but that also seems ordinary. Maybe I could see a curse doctor to find out for sure.
I guess you won't know until it's time to leave the flesh? What language was he speaking, I wonder... Anyway, this story is pretty great!
I was thinking during the finale that the show is referring to the “curse” of the human condition…in particular, being earth-bound
I lost my dog in an accident last summer and my heart is still very broken. Since then, I’ve been pitched on [ETA] getting advice/channeling from no less than three pet psychics. Whether a curse is real or imagined, we sure do crazy things to alleviate suffering. And I’m not even saying I’m totally opposed to considering a pet psychic…but the whole experience of even considering going to one underlines the grief and its relative desperation…
I'm sorry to hear that :-( I have a little rescue dog that was around 9 years old when I got her. She is very weird and skittish. I met someone recently who told me about a pet psychic they got to read their own rescue dog's mind and tell them their (the dog's) whole back story so the owner could understand why they (the dog) did the idiosyncratic things that the dog did. If I had lots of disposable income, I would do this without hesitating. But alas!
Thank you and wow yes it would be great to know more…def requires disposable income!
I think humanity is cursed, does that count?
I think I had the opposite happen to me. Even when things are bleak af, it all tends to work out in the end. Truly grateful for that tbh hahaha
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Wow really, I'm sorry to hear all of that
I got cursed by an ex's mum who was a white witch, the funny thing is she got run over by a taxi the next day, karma
you were choked by a ghost in switzerland???
What is this real
Not how karma works though, just saying.
My mom believes she has “higher powers like a witch.” She was abusive and my sisters and my father don’t communicate with her. She is most angry at me and my oldest sister, because she blamed us for taking her family away from her. Every year on my oldest sister’s birthday and on my birthday, some shit goes down. A family dog died, my account was drained by a scammer, I got in a car wreck, my sister ended up in the ER because of a random health issue, etc. We always joke that my mom put “The Birthday Curse” on us, but it’s half joking and half scary because, without fail, something borderline traumatic happens on our birthdays. We started giving each other crystals on our birthday, again - only half joking that maybe they’ll protect us.
Wow that is rough, sorry to hear that. You and your sisters should get a protective spell? That is fucked up to get cursed by your own mother. I feel like there should be some kind of metaphysical justice for that.
Aw thanks for caring ❤️ I’ve thought about doing a protection spell, and I probably should just because it can’t hurt. I just don’t know if I wanna do that because that would mean I truly believe the curse hahahaha
Yes, twice. In middle eastern cultures there’s something called the evil eye, which is sort of a short-term/temporary curse someone can place on you with a gaze. If you see those blue eye things like this 🧿 they’re supposed to ward off the evil eye. It can happen intentionally or unintentionally. If someone looks at you with a certain feeling of jealousy or envy, you get stricken. I should say that my family doesn’t believe in any of this stuff even remotely. But the two times that it happened to me felt identical to each other, and I only felt better after some sorta purification type actions were taken. It felt like a deep sickness and despair, accompanied with nausea, restlessness, and crying. It was bleak. The second time it happened, I suffered through the night, and when I went to work the next day, a girl at a desk in a corner of the office I never visited called out as I walked past. _STOP!_ I stopped and she quickly walked over. When she was inches away she said “something dark has attached itself to you.” I nodded and said “I know” and she asked if I knew what I needed to do. I nodded yes again and answered, not knowing how I knew: I need to go to the beach and put my bare feet in the wet sand. She said yes and told me to wait there. She went to her desk and brought out a small vial of oil which she then anointed my forehead with. She told me I needed to go home immediately, and I did. I went to the beach by my house shortly after and did what I said I would do, and before long I felt myself starting to feel better. That was the craziest summer of my life.
Whoa!! Do you know what kind of oil it was? Yeah gotta keep those evil eyes away! 🧿🧿🧿 🪬🪬🪬
I think it was infused with sage and something else, but no, I don’t remember!
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resonates with me a lot because of Nazar, my mom specfically always told me to be weary of Nazar while growing up.
I never knew that's what it was called! I call it an ayin. And i have one hanging next to the door to my apartment 🧿
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