I really dislike this time of year. I think I have seasonal depression, if that’s actually a thing. It hit me a couple days ago as I was outside with the puppy… I think.
The weather makes me feel blah. Although I love nighttime and darkness, I hate that our days are getting so short.
I despise the upcoming holidays, which have been completely ruined by consumerism. I don’t even acknowledge the holidays until new years eve, which was fun going downtown okc for the big party with CM. I don’t know what will happen this new years eve.
Honestly, if I could hibernate until then, I would. Every October I get in this state of depression and it doesn’t relent until spring. I have a long wait ahead of me.
Once upon a time I loved all the seasons. But I was young, my kids were small.
Life has taken me to thousands of different places since then. I think some of the most difficult times for me have happened in these few months and maybe I just get triggered each year around this time…
This post is going nowhere. I have a long drive to the dr in the morning so I guess I’ll try to sleep…