Do No Harm?

“Do No Harm?” Bitch, Please. The Shadow Witch’s Guide to Cursing Without Apology

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Let’s clear the air—because it's starting to smell like Florida Water and delusion.

I am not your “Blessed Be” witch.

I am not here to send love.

I am not here to light a white candle and journal about my triggers.

I’m the one standing in the smoke, with herbs that don’t smell nice, whispering your name into a jar full of nails and vinegar with a grin that says:

“You should’ve thought twice.”

“But the Rule of Three!”

The what now?

Oh, you mean that spiritual pyramid scheme where I’m supposed to fear consequences for daring to defend myself? Yeah, no thanks.

I don’t follow the Rule of Three.

I follow the Rule of Me.

You come for me, mine, or my energy—I’m not waiting for the universe to balance it.

I am the balance.

And I’ve got black salt and a list.

Who Deserves a Curse?

Not your ex for forgetting your birthday.

Not the barista who gave you decaf.

But your boss who sabotaged you, the "friend" who gaslit you, or the narcissist ex who still stalks your socials?

Oh, doll. Hold my cauldron.

Shadow Witch Ethics: A Crash Course in Grown-Ass Hexing

Let’s break it down for the spiritually confused and karmically brainwashed:

1. Don’t curse out of boredom.

This isn’t spiritual fast food. It’s a full-course ritual with emotional seasoning.

2. Know your target.

If you're casting on Karen from work but still fantasizing about Brad from 1996, clean your spell list.

3. Accept the consequences.

Not from the universe—from yourself. You own your majick. If you’re going to curse, don’t turn around and cry when your candle crackles weird.

4. No half-assed spells.

If you’re not spitting their name into that bottle like a damn war cry, you’re wasting supplies.

Tools for the Modern Malicious

Vinegar: Because your intentions need to sting.

Rusty Nails: Clean metal is for people who think karma is real.

Hair & Thread: Theirs. Yours. Bound together like poetic rage.

Jar: Glass. Because watching them metaphorically ferment is satisfying.

A Dark Laugh: Mandatory. If you don’t cackle, it doesn’t count.

Fun Little Signs It’s Time to Curse:

You keep hearing their name in your head… with murdery undertones.

You smell smoke, and nothing’s burning—except your patience.

They text you “just checking in” and you feel the ancient blood of your ancestors whisper “End them.”

You’ve daydreamed about turning their favorite hoodie into a poppet.

What About Forgiveness?

Let me tell you something.

Forgiveness is great—for people who didn’t have to survive what we did.

For people whose trauma came with an apology and a hug.

Me? I hex because I refuse to let anyone walk away thinking they got away with it.

That’s not a lack of healing.

That’s strategy.

So Should You Curse?

If you’re asking, you probably should’ve five years ago.

Don’t let sparkly social media witches shame you into silence.

You’re not bitter.

You’re not toxic.

You’re tactical.

Cursing is self-defense, it’s release, it’s reclaiming power in a world that tells us to smile and eat it.

I don’t eat it.

I jar it, bind it, and bury it under a crossroads at midnight.

Final Thoughts from Your Local Hex Dealer

I don’t curse out of hate.

I curse out of clarity.

Because when you finally stop pretending they’ll change, you free up enough energy to do something truly powerful:

Ruin their aura from a distance.

So the next time someone says, “Do no harm…”

Look them dead in the eyes and reply:

"Too late."

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