I really do like the winter. I can handle the cold temps as long as I have lots of warm blankets. (And I have lots of warm blankets!) I like snow. It's pretty. It's fun. You won't hear me complaining about the weather. Snow and winter just come with the territory. It snows in PA.
But I hate the winter too.
I get depressed. It's dark so often and I live in the woods which means even if the sun is shining I don't see much of it. And once I get in a funk it's really hard for me to get out of it.
I've been in a funk these past few weeks.
And I feel stuck.
I keep forcing myself to put things on the calendar and get out of the house. If I don't I'd just stay home all the time. Most days I would prefer to put on some cozy clothes, grab a warm blanket and crawl in a hole with a good fiction book.
Fiction books are a way of escape from reality for me.
Anyways, this happens to me every winter. (I'm sure I could get diagnosed with SAD- Seasonal Affective Disorder.) I don't like it but I don't know how to beat it.
So yeah... that's where I'm at right now.
Sorry to be a downer but I didn't want everyone thinking I didn't like them if I seemed distant and cranky. I'm working on it but it would help if you prayed for me too. Thanks guys!