My mom was always the over protective mother you hear about. Setting a curfew of 9 throughout all of highschool, and never letting me go out with friends. When i went away to college i was bombarded with so many new exciting experiences and of all the different things i tried, raving is where i felt most at home.
At my first rave, i had no clue what to expect but everyone i had gone with were “professional ravers” in my eyes. They showed me what it was like to be a part of their family and ever since that night i havent stopped. The best moment to me during raves is when you see someone who looks out of place or looks clueless as to what they do. Raves are about everyone coming together and forming new friendships for life. When i see those new people, i love to go up to them and give them kandi, teach them about plur, and show them that a rave is a place of no judgement. A place to let the music fill your soul and radiate through every molecule in your body. For those few hours of a concert or those few days of a festival you and the music and everyone there are one. It’s all about peace, love, unity, and respect. No one feels left out. Because as soon as you step foot into a rave, you’re part of the family.