You never throw bottles and jars away. Ever.
You never throw away ‘junk’ like felt scraps, wax bits, random nails and screws, weeds from the yard, hair from the comb, etc.
Random knocking in a building is either a great thing, or sends you running.
You have a shit ton of candles in the oddest shapes and colors.
You have more salt than a Morton factory.
You have the most well stocked spice rack of all time, whether you like to cook or not.
You seem to attract people who are searching for people to convert.
Halloween is like Christmas for you.
You start siding with the Disney Villians.
Playing with a Ouija board sounds as much fun to you as having teeth pulled with no painkiller.
Dead things don’t freak you out as much.
You may have bits of dead things in your house now.
Your friends find assortments of sticks in your house.
You hoard ‘rocks’.
You avoid stepping in mushroom rings like the plague.
You have an extensive knowledge of a random region’s mythology.
Talking to yourself is perfectly normal.
Three months out of the year are hell for you, and you blame the heavens for it.
Things like ‘celtic zodiac’ and ‘native american spirit animal’ annoy you, but nobody listens when you say it’s wrong.
Having graveyard dirt in your home sounds like a good idea.
Your home either has as little iron and steel as possible, or way too much of it.
You play Ghost Show Drinking Games.
You have a ton of incense around.
Setting stuff on fire is a common occurrence.
You have a black mirror somewhere.
You have practiced cackling.