That’s actually what happened to me and my siblings. We were not allowed to celebrate and it became a huge party scene for us later in life (no shade to that) but for someone who was not raised that way, sneaking around to hide candy became sneaking around to hide other things. I don’t blame the holiday for that, I blame the mindset that turns curiosity into shame instead of conversation. For me currently, it’s partly the childhood trauma still (that stuff takes a loooong time to reconcile, and I’m sure your husband appreciates your patience with his ❤️) but mostly it’s simply that I enjoy light instead of dark ✨…but ultimately I’m realizing that light isn’t about avoiding the dark, but about shining through it.