The Secret Scream Queen

I never thought I'd admit this out loud, but there's a weird sort of thrill in screaming at the top of my lungs while watching horror movies alone. My kids are grown and have moved away, so I've taken to streaming scary films late at night after everyone else is asleep. It started as a harmless way to channel my stress, but now it feels like an addiction. The neighbors probably think there's something seriously wrong with me! Am I the only stay-at-home parent who gets this much joy from scaring themselves silly? How do you all handle letting off steam without waking up the whole house?