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Gonna be a long one. My first post on here, I’ll just put the tl;dr up front right here.

I got scammed by a not even 5.5″ elderly woman who read my palm and wanted to lift a “curse” put upon me. I gave her 200 dollars when even then she wanted 299$

And so here we go.

I was walking in the subway home to Brooklyn. Feeling good about myself after a successful meeting. An elderly woman softly put her hand on my arm to stop me as i walked by and I took out my headphones to hear her.

I’m too nice of a person.

She said I’d blown her away by my third eye and aura and she had to say something. I’m not one to blow salt on people’s beliefs so I let her talk and smiled in “wonder” at her speech.

She wanted to talk to me and I dont mind a random chat from interesting people and i couldnt hear her well in the station so I agreed to,go above ground to a little park i knew was nearby in a churchyard. She kept asking if id ever had a palm reading done and wanted to give me one.

I knew she would want some sort of compensation for it but fuck, I didnt know she’d pull that much.

We sat in the park for a good half hour. Her reading my palms, saying nice bullshit. But then she starts pulling out of nowhere some family past and shit about me.

She would close her eyes and whisper thank you to her angel Michael and Gabriel. That’s always been a hard one for me, but once she broke out knowing i wasnt in the correct order in my family, -my mother had complications twice before me- and that my mother had been hurt while carrying me and that there had been a curse placed over me in the process.

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People just don’t know this out of the blue. I understand reading well between the lines and having really good knowledge of people tells and body language. But this was out of nowhere.

At one point the bells in the church started to sound off and she broke out of our conversation to close her eyes and murmur. Then motion to my forehead, hands and each knee and foot. Praying over me in the process. Shit was intense.

She said a lot of things, and gave me a piece of paper that she told me to fill out after meditating in a bath of dried rose petals she gave me as well as a stone.

But then toward the end of this…whatever it was, came the kicker of how she would help me to lift this curse. How “the bad guys” had taken my birthrite and placed a curse of misfortune on my health to not allow my to succeed. She had the audacity to say cervical cancer was a possibility and I’m should’ve thanked her for putting more fuel to my hypochondriac nightmares.

She wanted to set of three meetings with me. Each coming to 299..american fucking green money. 3 times?!!

I felt bad honestly and was going to pay her some. I played up the card of it being half my rent (not, but still) and would only be able to pay her 100.

She didn’t like that. Said how she was doing me a huge gift and life altering guidance. She also gave me a stone, tiny ass thing, that she took back being too expensive for 200. Essentially this stone I knew was not even 2 dollars at a gemstore being worth 100 dollars to her.

In the end, i am a 6 foot woman. But I have always had a fear of small woman and of course would never hurt an elderly woman. I gave her 200 dollars.

For dried rose petals and a piece of paper i now read as the most basic personality test.

Someone help me. I really think i have a people pleaser disorder because while this was all happening, i was in a daze. I knew it was absolute insanity to go through and give her that much. But there was nothing telling me to actually put my foot down and say no. God knows, she wouldn’t have been able to hurt me. At least not physically.

But thank you “India” for making sure i never speak to anyone I dont know, and ending Miss Nice girl.

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Motivation stories (Never Give Up)

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Sir Winston Churchill took three years getting through eighth grade because he had trouble learning English. It seems ironic that years later Oxford University asked him to address its commencement exercises.

He arrived with his usual props. A cigar, a cane and a top hat accompanied Churchill wherever he went. As Churchill approached the podium, the crowd rose in appreciative applause. With unmatched dignity, he settled the crowd and stood confident before his admirers. Removing the cigar and carefully placing the top hat on the podium, Churchill gazed at his waiting audience. Authority rang in Churchill’s voice as he shouted, “Never give up!”

Several seconds passed before he rose to his toes and repeated: “Never give up!” His words thundered in their ears. There was a deafening silence as Churchill reached for his hat and cigar, steadied himself with his cane and left the platform. His commencement address was finished.

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Motivation stories (Get up u can)

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Bringing a giraffe into the world is a tall order. A baby giraffe falls 10 feet from its mother’s womb and usually lands on its back. Within seconds it rolls over and tucks its legs under its body. From this position it considers the world for the first time and shakes off the last vestiges of the birthing fluid from its eyes and ears. Then the mother giraffe rudely introduces its offspring to the reality of life.

In his book, “A View from the Zoo”, Gary Richmond describes how a newborn giraffe learns its first lesson.

The mother giraffe lowers her head long enough to take a quick look. Then she positions herself directly over her calf. She waits for about a minute, and then she does the most unreasonable thing. She swings her long, pendulous leg outward and kicks her baby, so that it is sent sprawling head over heels.

When it doesn’t get up, the violent process is repeated over and over again. The struggle to rise is momentous. As the baby calf grows tired, the mother kicks it again to stimulate its efforts. Finally, the calf stands for the first time on its wobbly legs.

Then the mother giraffe does the most remarkable thing. She kicks it off its feet again. Why? She wants it to remember how it got up. In the wild, baby giraffes must be able to get up as quickly as possible to stay with the herd, where there is safety. Lions, hyenas, leopards, and wild hunting dogs all enjoy young giraffes, and they’d get it too, if the mother didn’t teach her calf to get up quickly and get with it.

The late Irving Stone understood this. He spent a lifetime studying greatness, writing novelized biographies of such men as Michelangelo, Vincent van Gogh, Sigmund Freud, and Charles Darwin.

Stone was once asked if he had found a thread that runs through the lives of all these exceptional people. He said, “I write about people who sometime in their life have a vision or dream of something that should be accomplished and they go to work.

“They are beaten over the head, knocked down, vilified, and for years they get nowhere. But every time they’re knocked down they stand up. You cannot destroy these people. And at the end of their lives they’ve accomplished some modest part of what they set out to do.”

 

– Craig B. Larson
Illustrations for Preaching & Teaching from Leadership Journal

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Motivational stories (blood was given by boy)

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There was a story of a little girl named Liza who was suffering from a disease and needed blood from her five-year-old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying,

“Yes, I’ll do it if it will save dina.”

As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, “Will I start to die right away?” Being young, the boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give her all his blood.

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