A couple of years ago, I attended Star Wars Celebration Anaheim, Disney World and Universal Studios. They were by far the most painful experiences of my adult life.
This time was different.
I could just be myself and breathe. I was encouraged to check out whatever peaked my interest instead of being dragged around. I was not left alone for hours to save space in lineups. I was brought food that I liked instead of eating crap I didn’t. I didn’t have to apologize for getting excited about something that was too “mainstream.” I didn’t have to always pick up the tab. I didn’t have to compete for attention with a cell phone. I wasn’t compared to someone else everyday. I didn’t have to feel like I wasn’t good enough every moment.
I got all dressed up and went to parties. Danced all night. Was told I was pretty everyday. I felt loved and cared for.
Company is everything. This time I went with my best friend. Thank God for good friends.
2017 seems to be the year of the Do Over. Thank you, Universe. 🙏🏼❤️
PS: We were supposed to go to Coachella but opted for Nerdchella instead. Best. Decision. Ever. I also woke up with a Darth Vader mask on this morning. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣