How I Reclaimed My Power After Spiritual Manipulation

I didn’t reclaim my power in a ceremony. I didn’t reclaim it in a breakthrough session. I reclaimed it in a quiet, tear-soaked moment when I undid a pact I had made with myself. It was a pact rooted in longing. In willpower, in the belief that if I just performed the right role, played the right part, then the relationship I dreamed of would materialise. But it was never a shared dream. It was mine. And I was auditioning for it constantly because that’s what I had learned: Perform to be chosen.

But the deeper truth?

I wasn’t just caught in a pattern of over-functioning. I was caught in a spiritual manipulation -the kind that doesn’t look like abuse. It looks like fate. It feels like chemistry. It sounds like: “We’re meant to be.” It’s when energy is wielded, consciously or unconsciously, to pull you in. To bind you to a story, a role, a fantasy that was never truly mutual. Sometimes, someone casts a spell without knowing it. Sometimes, you cast the spell, chasing a connection too forcefully, too quickly. Sometimes, both. And you don’t realise what’s happening until you feel yourself disappearing.

The moment it shifted for me was quiet. But it was absolute.

I had been disoriented for too long. Fear had become a constant companion. And I realised my will was no longer aligned with my wisdom. So I prayed. Not a pretty prayer, not a begging one, a roaring, wild and audacious one. I said to God: "Whatever this is, I eject myself from it. I undo the pact. I return to myself." And the tears came. And something lifted. Not just a person. Not just a hope. A spell.

It wasn’t a one-time act. It was a turning point.

From that moment on, I began a slow, devotional return. I studied fear like scripture. I began to observe it, not just obey it. I questioned why joy always seemed to summon dread. I interrogated the math of my beliefs: How can I claim to trust God and still be ruled by fear? And I realised I had been living under spiritual manipulation. Not just from others. But from systems, teachings and old contracts I didn’t remember signing. From a distorted idea of what love and God and obedience were supposed to look like.

And so began the radical reframe:

Not all fear is sacred. Not all control is protection. Not all prophecy is true. The kind of fear that stains everything, that makes you shrink, judge, cling, or suppress - that is not divine. That is not God. I began to live differently. Not recklessly, but audaciously. Because only a child who is deeply loved dares to misbehave and know they’ll be welcomed back. Only a woman who knows she belongs can walk away from manipulation even when it claims to be love.

You can walk away from what once felt fated.

You can reclaim your energy from every bond that pretended to be love. You can forgive yourself for participating. You can bless it and exit the spell.

If you are on this journey, I honour you.

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