It’s okay to hate winter, and it’s more than okay to love yourself.

I found myself wondering how my neighbours were doing the other day (which is rare for me, I must be honest).

I then thought to myself “this can be a crap time of year for a lot of people – Christmas comedown, S.A.D, debt from last year and just feeling blah with the dark days/dark nights etc”.

I know it’s only a little thing but I put a notice up on our communal message board in the hopes that it might make someone feel a bit better. I thought it was worth sharing here too:

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Depression doesn’t take days off, and that’s okay.

Today is my birthday, and it won’t be my happiest one.

Last night I was awake until 1am, crying into the warm shoulder of my best friend and the love of my life. I’d taken that same old bait my intrusive thoughts like to lay for me, and descended down that black hole of despair so many of us are familiar with.

It starts off like a breadcrumb trail, those old tapes on repeat:

failure…delusional…stupid…give up…

failure…delusional…stupid…give up…

failure…delusional…stupid…give up…