June

 It's (almost) June. I always get depressed in June. It's nothing to worry about. It happens every year. I used to fight it. It just made it worse. Now I just go for the fall. Because I know it will end. It started a little early because of all the ... things. 

It's actually a bad habit. I understand the mechanics. Understanding only means I have a sort of lifeline when the wave hits.  

I'm almost always a little depressed. I feel like if you aren't you aren't paying attention. But this is less background noise and more like hitting a wall a few times a day. Really hard. If I can stay calm, I shake it off.