It’s very strange and awkward for me to tell or text someone, “Happy Halloween!” I’d never say this as a kid, no one ever really said it around me. It wasn’t a holiday, but just the day we got lucky to be who the hell we wanted to be without anyone judging us (which is ironic because at every party you go your costume is in for the “Best Costume of the Night” competition). However, the best wasn’t getting dressed, scaring people, or dressing as a “sexy cop,” or “sexy nurse.” It was trick or treating and eating all the candies we collected from one house to another because we knew we could use the 31st of October as an excuse to binge eat until bedtime and that the next day, we’d have to slow it down on the sugar. Halloween was as simple as that.