Dear Jzhane,

I am a fresh graduate and I live in Minna, Niger State.am in a fix and need advise as quickly as possible.
My best friend sent your story excerpt on Whatsapp to me. I was initially reluctant to click on the link after reading the highlight because I avoid any relationship site that will be pointing out my deeds to me. I don’t like people using abusive language on me. But my friend who is privy to my predicament actually convinced me about your blog, which i now also recommend to everyone.
After reading few of your stories, I concluded that this is the right person to share my pains with where I will not be judged. Ma, your comments are on point, no criticism on people personality. Pardon me to say but I like you ma because of you Godly counsel, though we have not met Am sure anyone having you as a big aunt is blessed.
I will be getting married in 6 months time to the most caring, gentle and wonderful man ever. I have a concern which have kept me in bondage, fear…. I was abused at a very young age. After the abuse,I became a sex slave. This young man that I am getting married to is Wilson. I have been dating Wilson for 2 years now but he has not been able to ever satisfy my sexual needs. What he doesn’t know is that,I have met with other men behind his back. I am not attracted to them,I just have insatiable needs which Wilson cannot meet.
My Condition started at an early age, precisely 7 years. My mum will leave me with the young man,our neighbor who was about 25 years at that time. He was always coming to our house to gist with us. My parents didn’t suspect anything but he pretended to be playful with me but any chance he had,he abused me and made me promise to keep quiet. It was our little secret. He would give me candies as my reward for keeping quiet. This continued until I was 8 years old. We then moved out of that neighborhood.
When I was 12 years old,approaching puberty, I began to observe that I was drawn to s*x. The young boys in my area would playfully touch me and I would just allow them. It felt like food to me. I was being used by all the little boys in my area.I left for boarding house and that didn’t stop. I was abused by my seniors and house teachers. And I loved every bit of the abuse cos I loved sex like I needed it to breathe. I lived quite freely in the University. I had slept with several guys and lecturers before graduation.
Gloria has been my best friend since uni. She is the one who introduced me to your blog. One time,while in school,She took me to a Church in our desperation to solve this matter. I paid...Read full post here



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This thing is very common. I know of a girl who after deliverance confessed she never knew she could spend a night without sex. They are some sex demons responsible for this.

Your best option is to surrender to Christ in totality and seek deliverance. You paid money to fraudsters who masquerade as pastors for deliverance. You dont pay for deliverance. That's why the problem is still there.

You can check religious section here where u can find some good pastors who are into deliverance.

Even when it dawned on you that sex was a sweet thing, you still used the word "abused"...


Mchew