Socializing is Overrated! Hexing is cheaper.
- Dark Witchery
- Aug 9
- 1 min read
"Socializing is Overrated — Hexing is Cheaper"
By Darklady
People keep telling me I need to “get out more.”
Apparently, staying home surrounded by candles, hex jars, and a collection of slightly suspicious bones is “antisocial.”
No, Karen, it’s called selective socializing. I don’t dislike people — I just prefer watching them from a safe distance, preferably through a crystal ball, and ideally while they’re making a mess of their own lives without my help.
Besides, going out is expensive. Dinner, drinks, small talk… ugh. For the cost of one night out, I could buy enough black candles to last until the next Mercury retrograde. And those candles won’t tell me about their gluten intolerance, show me pictures of their grandkids, or ask if I’ve “tried smiling more.”
People think I’m cold, but I’m actually quite warm. For example, I keep my grudges in little jars on my shelf. They’re well-fed, dusted weekly, and organized alphabetically. You’ll find yourself somewhere between “Lying Coworker” and “That One Neighbor.”
So no, I won’t be joining your wine-tasting or speed-dating event. I’ll be home, quietly plotting, sipping black coffee, and stitching together something that might just rattle your windows at 3 AM.
It’s nothing personal. Unless it is.
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I used to think I liked socializing when I was younger until I realized after I left the “social” event they all talked shit behind my back after I bought them drinks! Now yes, I’d much prefer to spend the money on more important things like necessary herbs,black candles and tools. Not to mention the detrimental DarkWitchery subscription! 🖤😈
Love it and I will be putting this advice in my Grimoire also Grandmore
Muggles suck
Hehe, I also get told I spend too much time with myself. It's getting to where the more I stand in the Shadows, the less I Want to be around other people. Most are so Fake I just want to rip their petty little Masks off their faces. But no, I come back to the Sanctuary I call home, grab a cup of coffee and study my Lessons. So much more peaceful.