Last week I stopped in one of Seattle’s hundreds of Starbucks to grab a treat on my way to therapy and found the barista attempting to make small talk around the topic on everyone’s mind lately: fall.
“Fall is my favorite season,” I replied to his comment, cheerfully.
“Why?” he said, Stepford wife smile plastered on his face.
“Uhhhh…” I hadn’t expected the conversation to last this long, so I said the first thing I could think of. “I like pumpkin flavored everything?”
“Pumpkin flavoring? That’s why you like fall the best out of all of the seasons?” The barista was still smiling but was now berating me a little.
I didn’t quite know what to do. My grin was getting more intense by the minute as I tried to understand why I hadn’t got what I ordered yet so I could just leave. I hate small talk, and I fidgeted a second before just replying, “yeah.”
The truth is, there are a lot of reasons why fall is my favorite season. I like the storms, I like getting to break out a cute jacket and layering, I like that fall is officially boot season in the fashion world, and to top it off, I like what my mood does in fall.
Many people with depression or bipolar disorder see a seasonal element to their mood shifts. Here in Seattle, it isn’t uncommon for people to have a plunge in mood in fall and winter, but what I experience is usually an elevated mood in fall and a depressed mood in spring.
Small bits and pieces of my mood symptoms have already began to change. I’m staying awake hours later and sleeping in instead of rising with the sun and going to bed when it goes down. Now that it is somewhat dark and dreary all day, the sun isn’t putting constraints on when I should (or shouldn’t) be awake.
I’m waking up with surges of energy which is another sign of the change.
October is usually the classic time of year for me to start a big project or do something impulsive but we’ll have to wait and see what this year brings.
All I know is it is finally fall, and I couldn’t be more excited about it!