Winter sucks. If you’re a person who enjoys the bitter cold, the short days, and the absurd amounts of various forms of water falling from the sky, I envy you. I live in a world with four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and crushing depression.
I’ve been apprehensively thinking about Season Affective Disorder (SAD) quite a bit the past few weeks, waiting for the shoe to drop. Every winter for the past four years, I’ve experienced a gradual decline in mood come late fall, and a listlessness that is difficult to shake, no matter how much sleep I get. It […]