Halloween/Samhein

So this Halloween, I wasn't going to dress up. I really wasn't. It hadn't been a particularly good month for me considering I lost another job and spent two weeks in the hospital.

But Courtney and Alayna were going to a party at one of the nondenominational community centers and I decided to tag along. But I needed a costume.

My prom dress from high school has been sitting in my closet for almost five years now, and knowing that I was never going to wear it again for more than just one reason, I decided it was time to burn it. And tear it. And burn it a little more. I realized that I was being very dramatic, but suddenly the dress became more then a stupid old prom dress. It became some stupid symbol of everything I had lost and everything I didn't want to suffer holding onto anymore.

So for Halloween, while most people thought I was a zombie bride or a ghost or something equally uncreative, I was actually dressed as "the death of my relationship" (pardon the tongue-in-cheek).

This was one of the symbolic things we did at the party, celebrating the pagan holiday of Samhain. It's what the holiday of Halloween was originally based on, and it's meant to celebrate the end of the season. They tie ribbons together, white for life, black for death, and red for rebirth. It was interesting to not only learn about new religions and cultures but how much everything tied back into what I was trying to do just by going to the party-- letting go and moving on.

I regret making this face regardless of costume

Courtney's makeup courtesy me 

Roommates and bad lighting.... Courtney was a faerie and Alayna was a gypsy