On the issue of autumn/winter

[autumn_hs]

I have a love/hate relationship with autumn and winter. On the one hand they are my two most favorite seasons. I cherish the cold, the leaves, the snow, the warm coziness that can be contrasted to it simply by curling up in a blanket and throwing on some clean socks. However I find that it makes me feel dull, anxious, restless. I feel like my full self is being repressed by an invisible cloud. I want desperately to run around outside but then again the hearth of the fireplace is so tempting.

I also have absolutely no faith in light therapy for seasonal depression.