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It seems to me that one reason human beings tend to get depressed this time of year (at least in the Northern Hemisphere) is the lack of sun. It literally feels like the world around us is dying. And it is, temporarily at least.
Another reason for seasonal blues is the relentless holidays accompanied by our own expectations of how life “should” be and how our families “should be.” And life and family often do not meet our own expectations.
It reminds me of how I would see a toy advertised on TV as a kid and just dream of how perfect life would be with a doll that really peed. Yes, I’m talking about Baby Alive! And I would never get the gift because the fam didn’t buy peeing dolls. But I’d see that doll at a friend’s house, and what a disappointment. She was just a glorified plastic piece of tubing with two holes. In went the water. And then it came out.
That’s how the holidays feel sometimes—like when you realize that a peeing doll isn’t more than plumbing.