’Tis the season of seasonal depression
Isn’t it a sad coincidence that our New Year’s resolutions begin in the peak of seasonal depression? Christmas and other holidays keep us going through those darker days, through merriment, family, seeing old friends, and then boom. It stops. We are plunged into the New Year with these idealistic dreams of who we want to become, there is something awfully beautiful and human about it I think. However, the season does hit hard.
I’ve been living out of the country the past four years, come home for Christmas and then go back out in the New Year, so this is the first time I am experiencing this journey in a long time. They do say that getting older makes you more prone to it but I haven’t researched that further.
I’m one for waking up when the light starts peering through the room. However, in winter, I can’t do that. I’m one for going for a morning and evening walk to keep the mind active before and after work. However, in winter, it makes it so bloody hard to get out of bed, to go for those walks in country parks when it is pitch black outside.
But you know what... f*ck it.
I am not going to just wait for it to get better, for the world to become brighter. I am going to spend the next week working on it and myself to get past it.
Normally I say I’ll post on a Sunday but will keep a week-long diary of my attempts and will report back.
All the best
A