reserve-seeker:

10/31

I love Halloween because it’s the one day of the year that I get to pretend to be someone else. I get to put on a literal costume and be a really great actor for the entire evening. I have an excuse to be immersed in fairytales, to believe in Magic, and ignore the real world that waits for me outside. I have one night to myself to be a kid again and no one shames me for wanting to wear my costume all day.

I love Halloween because it gives me an excuse to completely be myself. The self I feel inside of me all the time, the parts of me that have been beaten down for years by people who just don’t understand why I am so in love with fictional stories.

Halloween is my one day that someone calling me “obsessed” means I did a great job with my costume, and all my decorations. It’s the one day of the year that word doesn’t come out of people’s mouths with derision. Today is my happy day and I cherish every moment I get to feel free to be my whole self.