It's happening again. This is the time of year when each day feels like a battle. I wake up in a foul mood not wanting to do anything and then hating myself when I get to the end of the day and nothing has been achieved. I can't tell if I am waving or drowning.
The worst thing is it upsets everyone around me, which makes me feel even worse than I did to begin with. There is no rhyme of reason for feeling low. I've done a lot of the strategies I've learnt over the years to try and overcome it: making myself busy, trying to eat regularly and not sleep too much, sitting in front of my special daylight lamp. To be fair, I am much better than I used to be, but I'm still p!ssed off that I get like this at all. Why me?