Arriving at the celebration that ended the Lovetown experiment—“The Loveball"—I felt a little like Cinderella.

I wasn’t there to meet a prince, but I was still there to find love and believe in magic. The previous thirty days had been unbelievable. I’d gotten to know myself better, I’d gotten a window into my own insecurities—insecurities I hadn’t even dared to acknowledge to myself. I had learned to love myself unconditionally, and I had learned that I had cared more than I knew about what other people thought of me. I was now able to leave all of that behind, and to fly free in the world without a moment of care about what others thought or didn’t think of me. That was amazing and so freeing!

The Love Ball celebrated the many accomplishments of the Kingsland residents and Lovetown ambassadors over the previous month, but most of all it celebrated the way a town can really come together. The residents raised spirits, held out their hands in love and friendship to each other, and brought each other together as a reminder that they were a community of people who cared about each other deeply.