Come live in the hellscape of Texas. You cannot go outside from late may until mid October. It was 103F+ from mid July until 3 days ago. I paid almost $700 for my electric bill last month. The house is stale and hasn’t had fresh air in months. I have a huge list of projects that I very much want to make progress on, but ten minutes outside takes me multiple hours to recover from. The temperature in the parking lot in front of the grocery store was above 120F a few days ago.
Seasonal depression occurs in the cursed summer here. As soon as my family members pass on, I will never return to this god forsaken, scorched wasteland.
I am thoroughly depressed all summer. The first cooler, shorter day I’m like a happy new person. I’m a redhead and can easily get sick being in the sun. Fuck summer, bring on the cooler, shorter, stormier days and I’m all in for snowball fights, sledding, soups, sweaters, cozy fires, and a good scotch.
Two words. Seasonal depression. You don’t get that in the summer.
I get it only in summer
Come live in the hellscape of Texas. You cannot go outside from late may until mid October. It was 103F+ from mid July until 3 days ago. I paid almost $700 for my electric bill last month. The house is stale and hasn’t had fresh air in months. I have a huge list of projects that I very much want to make progress on, but ten minutes outside takes me multiple hours to recover from. The temperature in the parking lot in front of the grocery store was above 120F a few days ago.
Seasonal depression occurs in the cursed summer here. As soon as my family members pass on, I will never return to this god forsaken, scorched wasteland.
I am thoroughly depressed all summer. The first cooler, shorter day I’m like a happy new person. I’m a redhead and can easily get sick being in the sun. Fuck summer, bring on the cooler, shorter, stormier days and I’m all in for snowball fights, sledding, soups, sweaters, cozy fires, and a good scotch.