SAD and shit...

I suffer, and some days that term is more literal than others, with seasonal affective disorder (aptly SAD in acronym form).

It's kind of an embarrassing thing to admit, like a failure in my chemical composition. The truth is, even with fairly massive amounts of vitamin D in my system, my mind in the winter is a barren wasteland of snow and land mines.

I can't imagine I am too easy to deal with. Usually, I come home from with (in the dark), flop down unceremoniously on the couch and proceed to move as little as possible until it's time for bed. Repeat cycle x 3 - 4 months.

This year, however, it seems to have hit me with a vengeance. I've been plowing through the vitamin D like candy, but it's not making a dent. It's affecting my love life, my work life, my personal life... I've gained weight and lost a lot of desire to do anything about it.

I say these things not to be "poor me'" that's not my style. I want to raise awareness for a very real health condition. There is nothing wrong with getting the winter blues and I, personally, spent far too much of my life feeling like there was.

It's a simple fact of life. That said, I'm still waiting impatiently for spring. Bring on the sunshine!