Ages ago, I posted a complaint about space issues in my apartment. I literally don’t have a room of my own to practice any rituals in. I’m also a solitary witch with social anxiety and problems with the idea of being watched during something personal. The last full moon, I couldn’t do anything because my dad (who is a Christian) was home due to the weather, and I had nowhere else I could work. I was worried my boyfriend, who lives with us, wouldn’t be leaving for anything since he had the day off. With him, it’s more of a being watched thing and less of a Christian thing (he’s really curious). He had some stuff to do, though, so I had some time to myself to do my definitely-not-Wiccan full moon ritual. He... walked in at the end of it before I’d taken down my circle (which is mostly there so no town spirits can come bother me while I’m in the middle of my thing; I’ve had a few come my way for whatever reason to deal with shit). I had to tell him to stay out of the kitchen because I didn’t mention earlier that I was planning a ritual. I managed to totally confuse him and it was kind of amusing to watch him play out silly reactions. Apparently to him, my full moon ritual was a fancy ‘lunch’ party with some lunar deities.
