My funk is just starting. It is not even 6pm yet and it is already getting dark. I like that it is getting cold. I just don't like the long dark days that are already starting. Trying hard to stay on track her, but it gets harder each day now. Do I honestly care anymore? I am not so sure. I did have a fleeting thought of trying to get some help for this seasonal funk, but.. well, our wise government has decided that funding mental health services is an unnecessary expense. The necessary phone service that we could call for counseling in about 8 languages is being severely cut back. No suicide hotline type services for us! No, we are Finns. We are tough. The waiting list for in-person visits is now about 2 years long. I also found out we are losing our wonderful medical center at the end of 2025, and will now have to travel for in-person services. They want us to do everything via email or telephone, too. It all just adds to the funk... I need to find a cave to hibernate in.
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Is it naptime yet?
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