Hallelujah
It's spring and I feel so much better about life and myself right now. I seriously have to bring myself to someone to talk about S.A.D. because I think I have it. It could also be that I'm almost over the concussions as well, but the seasonal depression stuff was going on even before the concussions. When spring comes it feels like I come alive again, only I did not realize how dead I was. The sudden juxtaposition of my feelings lets me know. It's like someone lifts a grey veil that I hadn't realized I was wearing and that was affecting all aspects of my life, and then boom, I remember who I am and what joy feels like. Not that I feel zero happiness all winter, but it's numbed. I lose touch with my spiritual side, I become full of self doubt and my self esteem takes a dramatic nosedive. Then one day, I'm back. Back to the real me, or at least the me I like. Just like that, I start having more to say, to get excited about life and new...