Only one more day of SAD during the run up to Christmas. I know it might seem strange that I can predict so accurately when my symptoms will stop. However, decades of experiencing this has also ended with the same result. The time between the clocks changing at the end of October and the Winter Solstice is a nightmare. The moment the days start to get longer even by a minute my SAD disappears. If you missed by blog about my SAD you can read it here.
So, I have been quite literary counting the days until the big shift in my spirits.
Unfortunately, all of this doesn’t mean that I suddenly stop being Scrooges niece and embrace Christmas heart and soul. You see Christmas has always been a struggle for me. Not quite for as long as I can remember: however, certainly since I was quite young.
When I was little Christmases were very different depending on what “version” we were celebrating that year.
Christmas Version A
This was Christmas with Mum, Dad and my sister. These were normally quiet affairs with just the four of us. They usually involved one evening of socialising with friends in the village. This might have been in our house, yet more frequently we were the guests. In comparison to many of our friends’ houses our cottage was tiny with a kitchen/dining room and sitting room. Social gatherings Chez Nous were very cramped affairs.
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