I don’t know why and I don’t hate much, but I hate Halloween.  When I was little and trick-or-treaters would come to the door, I’d run into my room and pretend to have a fever.  It scares me.  Really.  Everyone is slightly out of their element and pretending to be something or someone else.  And those icky masks!  Forget about it!!  I HATE them!  Don’t get me wrong, I do love the little princesses and turtles and cute fun costumed children…that makes me very happy.  BUT, its those scary costumes that scare me.  I guess I’m just one of those people who does not find enjoyment out of being scared.  I don’t like scary roller coasters and I especially do not like scary movies!  Geez, I still think the doll in my closet wants to kill me and I saw “Child’s Play” like 15 years ago!

Also, it is a day that gives me anxiety.  Kind of like New Years.  I mean, so much is going on, it is hard to decide what to do and making that decision is like a mind-numbing catastrophe.  Yes, there are bigger problems in the world over worrying about what do on a holiday- I get that…believe me.  I just can’t help it.  I’m a naturally anxious person and making decisions-large or small- is very hard for me.  You do not want to be caught in my brain when I go to a Walgreens!  It goes nuts.  I could spend hours in a store like that…trying to decide what to get, thinking that I need to get everything I need because I don’t know when I will have time to come back, wondering if I need something or not, running an errand in LA is at least a one hour event, I can’t just get what I need and bounce, or can I?…. ahh!  Its awful.  But it’s part of who I am.  And I am who I am otherwise I would not be me.  I would be someone in a costume.  like those people who dress up on Halloween.  I’m trying to avoid this day with all my might, but it’s not going to happen.  Halloween is also a day where a lot of girls decide its ok to dress in something scandalous.  Instead of judging those girls, maybe, just maybe, I will become one of them.