No, I have not lost my mind and, also, no, I have not rejected being a Christian…it’s a *sarcastic* statement, this blog title. Now, to answer for that title, I didn’t willingly make a pact with the *devil,* but I kind of did…I married him unaware of his true form, this narcissistic ex-husband of mine. I mean, he’s probably not the Devil…but probably like a second cousin or something…
To be fair, the Devil does not present himself immediately and say, “hey, you know I’m the Devil, right?” No, he is the “great deceiver.” If you met the Devil or a Narcissist and they showed you their true selves, you’d run away screaming, right? His deception is how he gets you to trust him. Narcissists are very much like that. They observe their prey. The mimic their prey’s hopes and dreams. They tell us what we want to hear. Once we are ensnared, they start showing us who they truly are, little by little. Even though they may be physicially attractive, the more of the real them that we see, the uglier they truly become. Their dark, nasty souls are hidden by an attractive exterior — but please be mindful and look for the “cracks” in that visage…I assure you, they are there! Also, they will make you feel crazy when you observe and verbalize these “flaws.”
The Devil has all of the same tools in his arsenal that narcissists have: gaslighting, manipulation. coercive control, love bombing, projection, playing the victim, smearing your reputation, guilt tripping — just to name a few. I’m theorizing that he made a deal with narcs, in order for them to have TOTAL control over their victims. However, the Devil does not deal well with free will and people leading with love. While he has control over the narcissists, he does not have full control over the victim. The narcs try to dazzle others with BS and rule with an iron fist, but they become sloppy. Their ego becomes so shiny and bedazzling to themselves, that they get inconsistent and more and more self-absorbed. This is where their victim can start pulling back. Not all victims do, as they feel trapped in the tractor beam of the partner’s “love,” which is not truly love at all but apathy. Please remember: the Devil thought himself equal to God, but he was no where close. God’s logic and love can assist anyone in fighting the Devil (or his human counterpart). The Devil can have his own tools used against him, which he cannot stand. The Lord God empowers his DV warriors, like myself, to help victims to resist and never go back. Narcissist’s promise are just as empty as the Devil’s, I assure you. They’ll never deliver and only want to posses your soul.
As a survivor DV, I feel as though I have earned the right to go visit the actual Crossroads in Clarksdale, Mississippi. Are you familiar with the legend? Here’s the brief synopsis of that story:
The Legend of the Crossroads
The story goes that Robert Johnson, one of the most influential Delta blues musicians, met the devil at the crossroads to strike a deal. Johnson was said to have handed over his guitar to the devil, who tuned it and returned it to him, granting him extraordinary musical talent in exchange for his soul. After this alleged encounter, Johnson’s skills as a guitarist and songwriter were said to have improved dramatically, propelling him to iconic status in the blues genre.Robert Johnson’s Life
Born in 1911 in Hazlehurst, Mississippi, Robert Johnson had a relatively short life, dying at the age of 27 in 1938 under mysterious circumstances, possibly poisoned by a jealous husband. In his lifetime, Johnson recorded only 29 songs, but his music, including classics like “Cross Road Blues,” “Hellhound on My Trail,” and “Sweet Home Chicago,” became the cornerstone of the Delta blues and influenced countless musicians.Cultural Impact
The crossroads legend and Johnson’s haunting music have fueled decades of fascination. While the story is likely an exaggeration of Johnson’s dedication to mastering his craft, the myth endures as a powerful metaphor for ambition and sacrifice. Clarksdale, Mississippi, now embraces this legacy, with the “Crossroads” marked by a symbolic guitar sculpture and the city hosting the annual Sunflower River Blues Festival.
I want to go to the Crossroads and feel triumphant. I married the Devil and lived to tell the tale. I want to stand there and feel satisfied that I chose myself and godly ways instead of entertaining the demon that was literally sucking out mine and my children’s souls. Thankfully, I have family in Memphis, Tennessee and it’s only an hour and a half away from them. It’s on my bucket list, to be honest. Alongside any location that has those Swedish designed [tree] trolls and Myrtle Beach, SC. It’s a weird destination, it’s true, but much satisfaction will be had. It’ll be a monumental milestone because that pact was broken and I am free once again! <3
Love and light and resist the Devil! <3
