My Witch Origin Story and Why I’m in the Broom Closet
Hey. Hannah here. I figured that people might appreciate knowing a little about this, so here ya go.
When I was a kid I always loved the idea of magic. I argued with my teachers that it was real, and I was in a recess “Fairy” and “Ghost” club with some of my friends. I stopped believing in Santa when I was about 10, which is pretty late in my opinion. When I was also around that age, however, I became interested in casting spells, which is where I found the site spellsofmagic.com . I couldn’t do many spells, being only 10/11, but I did try. It didn’t hold my interest for long though and soon it was just another phase in a series of phases. During that age I also toyed around with the idea of my religious beliefs, and tried praying to God. It didn’t work and for a good few years I was firmly atheist.
Fast forward to this year where I, like any other introspective teenager, questioned myself. Including my religious beliefs. I ended up thinking that I believe in something out there- some sort of higher power- but no specific deities. Then, this summer I ran across the idea of witchcraft. And I was enamoured.
See, what I found was a welcoming community which allowed for people to create their own spiritual paths based on their own beliefs and needs. It was perfect. With this, I would have a way to express my spirituality in an atheist family and be able to incorporate healthy practices. I began researching crystals, which luckily I had quite a few of, and bought a tumbled amethyst necklace whilst on holiday to start. Now I’ve just been steadily affirming my own beliefs and opinions and I’ve started to flesh out what kind of witch I’ll be.
I love witchcraft. I think it’s an amazing practice that everyone can do because you aren’t restricted at all. But... my family wouldn’t understand it. Which is why I’m in the broom closet, metaphorically speaking. I’ve tried to tell them about my sexuality and they don’t really understand it either. For now, I’m just happy being closeted and not being judged.
Sorry for the longish and choppy post and any grammatical/spelling mistakes you find, it’s pretty late where I live and I have to get up early to finish an essay. I’ll probably do another text post on my current practices and beliefs another time. I promise I’m an ok writer. (Hopefully....)
Bright blessings, everyone!
