So there I was. I’m looking at all of my Halloween costumes, and thinking about the new costumes I’ve recently added to my collection, and I think to myself, “Am I really expected to only wear TWO or THREE of these??
“Psh! Screw that!” I say to myself. “I’m going to dress up every day of the last week of Halloween!”
And I did.
Did I go to the store dressed up?
I did.
Out to eat?
Yep.
To work?
I was working at Spirit Halloween, so definitely.
To the movies?
Sure did!
And it was a blast!!!
Man, I just love this stuff! It was like a major antidepressant, it was just so refreshing to let go, and just have fun, and be 100% me! And I’ve been looking back over that week, and how I feel like a deep weight has been lifted somehow since then, and now I’m wondering… how often does some level of sadness come from putting walls around ourselves, and the things that make us who we are?
I can’t even tell you how happy I am when I see someone show their quirky side, and see what makes them happy, even if it’s something completely different from what I love. I LOVE seeing those sides of people! I think it’s beautiful, and they always teach me something. Everyone should be their goofy selves and do what makes their hearts happy. It’s delightful, and super liberating!
Some folks didn’t appreciate my costumes, but that’s alright. Those folks aren’t my people anyway. I think the best way to know who your people are is to just 100% embrace who you are and what makes you happy. The folks that celebrate with you? Those are your people. The rest don’t really matter. Let your unique light shine. It’ll draw people to it that’ll love you for it.
Anyway—so, in conclusion: be what makes you happy. It’s a great antidepressant. Life’s too short, y’all.
The end.







