Every day, the sky’s a little brighter. The days have begun to stretch, and fair winds blow in from far afield, bringing the faintest whiffs of flowers and verdancy to come as the temperature starts to rise. Right now, its lovely, a world on the brink of warmth and light, and in a short month or two, that warmth will swell into joy…for most people. I will be in hell.
You know that thing where people really struggle with depression in the Winter and come alive in the Summer? I have the exact opposite of that, and I’m not alone. For about a tenth of all seasonal Affective Disorder cases, the Winter is wondrous and its the scorching sun that instead brings acute suffering. This happens enough that it has its own name, Reverse Seasonal Affective Disorder. Creative, I know.
Lack of naming creativity aside, the condition is real, and it sucks. Psychologists speculate that factors for this might include disruption to routine, too much light, temperature and societal expectations. After all, Summer is a string of parties, beaches and places where bodies are expected to be showing in full force. If any of those things don’t work, there’s obviously something wrong…right? Wrong. Anything someone doesn’t want to do or doesn’t enjoy needs to be totally fine. Thankfully, most I know are pretty good about letting that be ok, but a startling number also had no idea this feeling in the middle of their favorite season could be a thing, so I figured the topic could use a couple words.
I only really have two main points I want to get across, here. First, if you’re like me and find that your energy goes down and your anxiety goes up when the temp soars above 75, you’re not alone. We’re here, and there are more of us than you think. I’m not a Facebook user, but if you are, consider I Hate Summer, a group with almost 10000 members who are at least a little in a like mind. Don’t be afraid to stay in the cool if you need or want to. And remember, if you’re an introvert like me, that every party isn’t required. That said, if you have something you feel like it could be fun to do, try. The season’s horrible, but you might find something, however weird or simple, that makes it even a little easier to breathe. Mine’s bubble tea, and it would be swimming if I had any good way to get to water. Inhale, exhale, one day at a time. You’ll make it through. I’m still really sorry for what’s coming.
If you’re someone who adores Summer, let me start with the fact that I’m really happy for you. Winter is Brutal for so many folks, and we’re finally coming out of that. Its your time to shine, to breathe and stretch and dance and do all the hot, sun-burned things your heart desires. You’ve earned it. Its been a hard year, a hard couple, really, and it looks like this Summer will be freer than the ones in recent memory. So go get ‘em! My only request is that you try to understand and remember the friends or family who might not want to be tanning right beside you. That sun you love can feel oppressive, stifling or painful. Parties can be loud or overwhelming, especially with the crowds allowed by outside venues. Fireworks and flies are not always welcome in what could have been an otherwise peaceful evening. Give them space. Help them breathe, the way they hopefully did for you when everything was frigid and black and slippery with the stupid ice you hated so much. Maybe do an inside thing once in a while, and if you want to be outside with them, which is totally valid, try and find places with shade or that stay away from swimsuits, depending on your person. All that said, also don’t forget to savor every bright, beautiful day like the jewels they are for you, because I meant it, earlier, you earned it.
Everybody has a season. But it isn’t always Summer. If we remember that, if we take care of one another in whatever weather makes us falter, we just might all make it through the year without falling down… too hard.