Winter darkness.....feeling down.....

here in the northern latitudes, especially with the time changes, seems to get some folks blue. The old timers here call it "cabin fever"; modern term is seasonal affective disorder. Esquimos call some of it Amok, although their flavor often involves violence toward others. Remedied, for some, by daily treatment with a light box, but only using some frequencies. Antidepressants, and getting away, help others. I should know.
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I live in constant darkness, barely see the sun a few weeks a year, and I don't get that depression. I mean, I'm 24/7 depressed but due to chemical/intesinal imbalance. I also lived in northern parts of Scandinavia and did not get that depression, all the contrary. Maybe cos I'm not fully white?
My brother uses light box, and a substance just being past by our government.
I thankfully do not suffer but if i feel down i walk and walk nature does it for me.
mongrel America? hello? there are parts that are cold. been cold, like a weather pattern. why people settled there is beyond me. i would have continued southwest but i'm not that pioneer.
i would also like to add, being a mongrel is super cool and i wouldn't want to change it one bit.
at 5.30PM it is already dark here in Switzerland!
When it is overcast you have to burn light nearly all day!
No Sun.no Vitamin D either!
and, i spent over 2 years in California with depression with no weather break. at least in the midwest and east coast there is a dramatic change. when one feels so low, the new green leaves seem to initiate a vein of life that pulses through cold bones and tissue. the strange wonder of bare trees filling with new growth and soil sprouting with tender shoots seem to breathe life into wilted sorrows.
Aa, the down is temporary. find the light in candles, warming dark walls. find the coffee soothing while coats hang on hooks waiting to be worn. the dark makes christmas lights brighter. the cold makes huddles of friends gather in circles of love sharing stories. the rough start of cold engines bring heat through vents that compete with the music on the radio as we travel to our destination. we return to homes that welcome us with a single light, shining. the key in the door, the the shedding of coats, the welcome of the routine of a sofa waiting for us. it's only the dark. the dark is familiar, missing the light. we know the geography. though the winter makes us blind, our souls know the way. i love you Aa
Hello Darkness my Old Friend?

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