I think I have the opposite of SAD. You know, that disorder where people get depressed without sunshine?
I get depressed when the sun does shine. I mean, I don't mind it for a few days. I wouldn't want to never have sunshine. But day after day after day.... The longer it is sunny, the more depressed I get. And of course the heat makes it worse. But even in the winter, when the temps are down, I get great relief from a cloudy day.
I know. Leave it to me. But I'm not the only one. It is a verified disorder. I read an article about Dorothy Hamill of haircut fame and she has it. The reason she took up ice skating in the first place was because she felt so much better in the ice rink where it was cool and not all bright and sunny.
I love the idea of the sun. I love drawing happy little suns. I love songs about the sun. "Walking on sunshine... oh yeah." The sun is supposed to be a happy, friendly thing, but the way I feel when it's unrelentingly sunny is attacked. Accosted. Abused. Really.
I'm not trying to complain. I'm trying to explain. You can tease me. I like being teased. I also would appreciate your prayers because it truly is getting me down.