i love my boyfriend i love my faily and i love my collage... but two weeks agko i stardet to feel depressed i looked it up i i figured i had
seasonal affective disorder, but since it happened the
first time so strong i projekted the feeling to my relationship and atardet worrying about WHY AM NOT EXIDET AS I USED TO BE..
Each year as the dogwoods come into bloom and the
first green peach fuzz of grass sprouts in the front yard, I begin to emerge from the winter - long
seasonal affective disorder that plagues my waning youth.