It’s winter and I’m sad. It’s extremely frustrating because I’m actually a VERY happy person. And, despite recent challenges, I love my life, and yet I feel sad for no reason.
It’s because I have SAD, which is a stupid, random, idiotic, waste of my time. Seasonal Affective Disorder otherwise known as the “Winter Blues”can, in the words of Tina Fey, “Suck it.” SAD makes me mad. And frankly, embarrassed. It sounds made up. Like some sorry excuse to be bitchy or mopey or lazy.
I’m not just craving a trip to Florida or a day at the spa. My body physically reacts to this time of year in a bad/sad way.
And FYI, this is not PMS and it’s not lack of sleep. These two elements certainly don’t help matters, but I’ve been dealing with this affliction since I was 19 years old. I know what it is and and what it is not. January/February is the peak, but come late March, I’m happy-go-lucky once again.
Symptoms (of which I have EVERY ONE) include:
change in appetite, in particular a craving for sweet or starchy foods
tendency to oversleep
avoidance of social situations
feelings of anxiety and despair
There is no confirmed cause for SAD, though it’s thought to be related to seasonal variations in light. There’s also a chemical element where neurotransmitters in the brain that help regulate sleep, mood, and appetite are disturbed.
A small percentage of people of have actual, textbook SAD (But, here’s me, waving my hand…sadly.).
Time outdoors during the day, “Light Therapy,” and exercise help. Dietary changes are also important. Blah, blah, blah…fact is, once you’re gripped by it, it’s hard to do the things you need to DO to dig yourself out. It’s a sad SAD situation.
So tomorrow, I’m calling my doctor. I clearly need to shed some light on this, because feeling this stinks.