Jezebel’s Prey

Hello, my name is Kolanda Douglas and I am a victim of spiritual manipulation.

Whew.

Did that feel as icky for you to read as icky as it felt for me to admit?

And though I have no reason to feel icky as the person who suffered the “violent” behavior, the biggest sentiment I feel after admitting that is: shame.

Shame that I let it happen.

Shame that I didn’t see it sooner.

Shame that I stayed quiet for so long.

But here’s the thing—shame thrives in silence. And I’d rather tell the truth and shame the devil!

Spiritual manipulation doesn’t always come wrapped in obvious abuse. Like Jezebel, it’s cunning and spiritually controlling. Sometimes, it comes cloaked in scripture. It’s presented as love, sounds like encouragement, feels like accountability, and looks like leadership… until one day, you realize you’ve been controlled, not covered. Silenced, not shepherded.

For me, it looked like being guilted into obedience under the guise of “honor” and “submission.” It felt like constantly questioning my spiritual discernment, and wondering if I could really hear from God when my answer didn’t align with their instruction/vision.

But no more.

This blog isn’t just a confession—it’s a declaration. A reclaiming of my voice, my faith, and my relationship with God, apart from being Jezebel’s prey as a result of manipulation and fear.

So, if you’re reading this and feeling the same confusion, the same shame, the same ick. You are not alone. And you are not crazy.

You are seen. You are heard. And there is healing on the other side of honesty.

Meet me at The Well and let’s walk toward your deliverance—together.