There are times of year that are just bad for the mood. Dad seems to be especially affect by the spring thaw. Maybe it's all that damp. Weather certainly seems to have some role.
Monday, March 30, 2009
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- I'm Brigid, not my birth-name, but the one I chose for Confirmation. It's a Catholic thing. Want to learn more about how I grew up? Check out my semi-autobiographical webcomic, Mary Quite Contrary. The closest I've come to earning a living as a writer is one summer I worked as a feature columnist for a small-town newspaper. I've been telling and writing stories my whole life, though, and, hey, it's something I enjoy. Whether I manage to make a buck at it isn't that important to me.
2 comments:
Actually, Winter isn't all that good for me: Spring is when it's been building for several months.
There's a good chance that Seasonal Affective Disorder is involved - that diagnosed major depression does seem to be the big deal, though. God be thanked for a persistent wife, a sensible physician, and contemporary pharmaceuticals.
Have you tried sun lamps? From what I hear, they help alleviate the symptoms remarkably.
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