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Hey Everybody, I think I have SAD
I hate the winter. It’s no surprise to anyone who knows me. I hate being cold, and will argue to the death that winter is the deadliest of seasons. I hate the snow and the wind and the freezing conditions. I love Christmas, but it’s the kickoff to a terrible season.
First of all, about the deadliest season bit, many of you are probably wondering what I mean. Ok, I’m about to take this to a depressing new level so get ready. If it’s too cold, people freeze and die. Homeless people have no protection from subzero temperatures. You could slip and hit your head, and freeze to death if nobody found you. Honestly, people, it freaks me out.
Some of my more astute readers may have noticed that I haven’t posted regularly for a while now. My goal was to post every weekday, but I’ve fallen way behind. I can think of a million excuses, but then I’ll tell myself that if you want to do something, you make time. I think what it comes down to is that I just haven’t felt like it lately.
In the warm months, I feel like anything is possible. In the cold months I feel like everything sucks and I don’t like people anymore and everything’s broken and nobody cares and I’m drifting away from everything I know.
And that just sucks.
I looked up Seasonal Affective Disorder and after reading just a bit, I was like “Oh my God, I have this!” Let’s analyze:
Symptoms:
- Difficulty waking up: Dude, I sleep in every single day. On weekends I’ll sleep past noon. It’s bad. I’m just exhausted even when I do finally get up.
- Overeating: Okay, maybe I eat when I’m cold. Shut up.
- Difficulty Concentrating or Completing Tasks: If I post another post tomorrow it will be a miracle. I have several projects going and NONE of them are getting due attention.
- Withdrawal from friends and family: I love my friends and family, but sometimes I just feel like “meh”. It’s not personal to them, it’s just that I don’t feel like I have anything important to say. I’m usually in constant contact, and now, even with a smart phone my communication is spotty.
Bloody hell. So there’s that. There was a treatment section in the wikipedia entry, but I didn’t care to read it because I assume it’s not easy like “Go home and read comic books” and that’s what I want it to say. Maybe I’m overreacting, and this isn’t a cry for help cause dudes don’t cry.
This is me trying to kick it. I’m going to get back to twitter, blog about craziness and try to pull myself out of the snow hole.
Does anybody else feel this way?
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