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Why I hired a hitman from an obscure agency in Malaysia

Let me start with my name. I am Nour. In this post I'd like to talk about something that happens quite often here in Malaysia. It’s about marital rape. That is the reason why I ended up searching on the internet to hire a hitman.

Marital rape that isn't immediately apparent, that seems like it doesn't exist because the acts aren't the same as in films, news reports, or survivor testimonies. I was a victim of it from my first time at 15 and for 12 years with two different men, and today I'm 30.

I only became aware of it three years ago. It was like a bombshell that still explodes today when I try to heal. Why only become aware of it now, you might ask, because it can be so insidious and subtle in meaning that the woman and those around her think that if she did it, it was because she wanted to.

Because it doesn't need to be in the form of direct physical or psychological violence to exist and that's the problem because it's even more difficult to realize it.

The two men who took away my freedom and my security, constantly touching me without my permission at any time despite my disagreement, stole a part of me, my freedom! They kept nagging me every day so that I would finally give in.

My first time was nothing but blackmail. Blackmail, by the way, is something very common in Malaysia. This man had told the whole world about my non-consent so that I would be subjected to social pressure. However, I ended up breaking down from psychological exhaustion.

During the act, he asked me to behave like in the porn movies, certainly the education he had received through that. That's how I understood that to satisfy a man you had to behave like that, like a slut who has to submit.

That there was no love in it, but rather a visceral need for the man to satisfy his urges. Since then, I feel dirty, degraded and easy prey because my first time was like that and it was the beginning of my sexual life, a destructive beginning.

Psychological exhaustion and guilt! These men brainwashed me while touching my breasts and buttocks. When I told them to stop, they came back a few hours later, telling me my body belonged to them. He even asked me to behave in this or that way, and always managing to find subtle phrases to make me feel guilty for not wanting to.

They did everything to get their way. Until I said yes, a yes that for me meant leaving me alone for a few days, but which was slowly destroying me. These gentlemen took what they wanted from me, from my body, and my brain went into protective mode.

Today, my situation has changed. I have a loving man who knows what intimacy and respect are. I have a son whom I love above all else! But my life would have been better if my freedom hadn't been taken away from me.

If this man hadn't given me a destructive start, if the second man hadn't reinforced my idea of what I think about myself and sexuality. These two men took away the trust I could have placed in men. It's still difficult for me to believe that men aren't all like my attackers, but I want to believe it.

Only, I am so destroyed, broken, trapped inside, and so formatted in this sense like a robot that I can't flourish, and as a result, these two men are making my relationship and my family suffer! So what should I do here? Should I go on the dark web and hire a hitman to get rid of them? Will a contact killer really do the job for me? I know that Malaysia has a lot of hitmen who can do the job for me.

I think I will take the risk and go ahead with what is in my mind. If you too have experienced similar things, don't hesitate to talk to me; it feels good to feel less alone. Thank you for taking the time to read this.

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I'm writing to you from Malaysia, my name is D.J. Maxx. I am currently in a very unpleasant state, as if I'm losing my mind. I keep thinking a should rent a hitman or a murderer for hire to finish with all my problems. It even feels as if there's a poison inside me eating away at me and making me no longer know where I stand or who I am.

This is happening to me more and more often, and it's been happening since I've been with my boyfriend, so for three years now. I felt like he'd been showing me a string of disrespect from the very beginning, but I stayed.

I've forgotten a lot of these things, but I remember the first one was discovering that he was using two dating sites. He was doing that while we were together and had invited a girl to come and join him at his place.

He told me he wasn't planning on having a relationship with her, but I'll always think he was. I just know that his mother told him he'd done something stupid when he told her about it, and that seems weird to me.

Then he invited an ex of his over the night before I arrived at his house. They slept together because she'd had a little too much to drink, and he says nothing happened. At first, I came to his house on weekends, paying a lot for the train even though I had no income.

I was in love for the first time and didn't want to deprive myself of love. But once I was at his house, I had to consider myself lucky to have hot water to wash. I wasn't allowed to turn on the heat, even when I was sick.

I had to consider myself lucky to have hot water and not have the nerve to ask for more. The apartment was very dirty, as was the food. I noticed he always served me the smallest portion.

I still stayed so I could get affection. When I was in his arms, I seriously thought and said, "This is heaven," and that's why I accepted too much. Twice I tried to leave, one of which, I remember, was the day he compared me to his ex in bed.

I tried to leave a third time. I had gotten my own apartment, but I let him back into my life once again because otherwise it no longer made sense.

I fell back into self-harm (something I'd done in the past, from the age of 13 to 18. I was happy to have gotten rid of that addiction). I had very pervasive suicidal thoughts. So, what I'm about to say only applies to me, but after all that, I thought I just had to stop fighting. Since I'm too weak to leave, too bad for me.

We made the decision to buy a house, and apart from that, the arguments would come back from time to time. He would then threaten me with his fist. It was as if we had reached a new stage and I felt there was no turning back. After that, he called his sister to complain about me without saying what he had done.

I was tired of feeling my image was always tarnished, so I wrote to his sister to tell her what happened. His sister had been living outside of Malaysia for many years so she had an open mind. In the meantime, he went home with her (and when he came back, he told me that if he had stayed with me, he would have killed me).

She supported me, which surprised me. She didn't think of her brother like that and told me that she had experienced violence too. She also advised me never to retaliate with violence, even if it's difficult.

The problem is that it's gotten to this point. I hold back from responding despite the criticism, all the things I do that are always criticized, but sometimes I explode.

I'm tired of everything I do being nothing in his eyes and I have no way out. I think I will go ahead and contact a hitman to get rid of him forever.

I just have enough of him. Last night, I was very violent in my words, calling him an asshole who deserved to be beaten up or killed. I told him that I wanted to blow his head off. I had this image of his head filled with meanness and stupidity.

I yelled at him to go to hell because it's never enough. I gave him the finger, and said he was sick of being insulted, even when I defended myself by proving to him that I do a lot. He laughed, saying that I was completely losing it.

He likes to laugh at those moments when my nerves are breaking down. The only time I thought I'd be taken into consideration was the day all that came out of my mouth was shrill screams. I'd never experienced such pain. I was like an animal, no longer in my right mind. He stopped attacking me, but later he said he was just afraid a neighbor would call the cops and accuse him of abusing me.

That’s it! Just had enough of him so I got in touch with a famous hitman from Malaysia. There are many that advertise their services on the internet. Most of them are scammers but this one was famous for being accurate and real. I contacted him and gave him the information of this mother f@#$er.

After two days he did the task and I paid him the second half of his salary. That was the best decision I took in my whole life. I am now dating a new guy who is not Malaysian, he is much better than that asshole.