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Around here, in this dilapidated Rustbelt city, there are hardly any young children. Yet, we have plenty of trick-or-treaters carted in from the ghetto for the free candy. They'll ungratefully say, "Is that it?" or "I don't like these." Hopefully the rain will keep them away.
I wish I had a party to attend.
But the un-depressed me is a lot like Tyler & Elsairene. I also love the way friends drop in, too, on the off chance there's something like a tasty grog, or leftover chocolate.
And, for a lot of people, getting a little scare IS a fun thing.
I am a bit conflicted this year, I'll admit it. But ultimately, I'm always glad I participated.
And the LITTLE ONES are SO cute!!! Always makes me smile.
But I do like some scary movies ... I usually find out beforehand if they are disturbing, have gore/violence or whatever. I don't like the ones that have lots of sudden loud noises to scare you. If it looks like too much, I won't watch them.
I'm fascinated by ghosts, spirits, etc. and the idea that on Halloween, the veil between the two worlds is thinner ...
I love everything else about Halloween, too -- the pumpkins, the costumes, the candy, the tradition. Unfortunately, we hardly get any trick or treaters in my neighborhood ... I miss that.
Someday I'd love to go to Mexico for the Day of the Dead celebrations. They really know how to do it!
I would much rather deal with Halloween than Thanksgiving, Xmas, Easter, Valentines Day (a pathetic joke), or any of the rest. I just try to basically ignore them the best I can.
We don't get many kids here trick or treating, the first year I lived here I forgot to buy candy and we had some come by. I tried to talk one of the kids into taking a can of Lima beans. He wasn't impressed. I don't buy candy to hand out, I just put a sign on the door (in case some do show up) saying "No Candy" and a little sad face lol
Of course I have an 8yr old son who loves the holidays. Even Valentine's day which I can't fucking stand, but have to be all smiles about it for my son.
Of course, the one great thing about being an adult is that you don't have to wait until Halloween to dress up! I came into work back in April and my boss came up to me and asked, "Who are YOU!?" I looked down at myself and then back to him and replied, "Me? I'm Batman...Who are YOU?!"
Now, I just like the ambience it brings, the summer winding down, first cold spells, winds changing, leaves falling, signals a message to my brain that this year is almost over with, I'm getting in my winter mode, wondering if I need to invest in any different kinds of warm socks to keep my toeses toasty! mwahaha!
I think people like to be scared because it's a sort of primal reaction, that shakes us out of our "civilized" boredom and gets us in touch with some sort of ancestral survival mode.
A sadness and a sort of phantom PTSD keeps coming back for me this time of year, every year, as I remember him describing his symptoms, how it felt he was getting stabbed in the abdomen by a thousand knives all the time. I really felt his pain, and felt absolutely helpless to do anything about it.
Don't know what it's going to take to be rid of these sensations every year, except to fall deeply in love with someone else, issues and all, to take my mind off my own issues, and those horrible memories.