#once you pass the age where you can wear snowpants everywhere in the winter there is absolutely no such thing as good clothes for the winte

[shitty-check-please-aus]

The thing about SAD is that it's a very real, sometimes debilitating condition, but it also makes me feel so silly.

Like I was born and raised here and still I've got a brain that's like "holy shit it's way too cold and dark, we absolutely cannot make any of the good chemicals until we fix that" and I'm like "until we fix... the existence of winter? the thing we've experienced 28 times already?" and my brain is like "exactly"

and THEN it feels even sillier to be like "well if I want my brain to make any good chemicals for about 7 months of the year, I need to plug in a special lamp and sit in front of the special lamp every single morning, because if I don't I get extra sad"