I realize that my most recent post was a bit of a downer. Mind you, I didn’t think of it in those terms but I can certainly understand why a reader might have felt that way. The reason I don’t consider it to be a downer is that I was merely expressing the reality or the facts of my situation. It is one of those ‘it is what it is’ type of things.
September has arrived. If you read my previous entry, you might recall that I mentioned this month as being the least favorite month of the year for me.
This came up in a recent conversation I had with a friend who has his own struggles with anxiety and depression. I pointed out that it would probably surprise a great many of my closest friends to know that September is my least favorite month because there are things that on paper should make September a month I look forward to each year. But despite those reasons I am about to list, it has never been true.