I love love love the cold, when the air is crisp and your breath is like fog and all the beautiful autumnal colours take over the pavements and tree lines. I love running through the leaves as they pile up all around and the fresh smell in the air as the earth begins to cool down from the hot summer months.
The thing I don’t deal so well with, is the dark. Short days are a sure fire way to end up with a grumpy Em. So despite my relatively optimistic outlook recently, I’ve started to have to fight harder against those intrusive thoughts and niggling black clouds that seem to want to sneak up and catch me off guard.
Luckily, after a long 13 week wait, I’ve finally got onto a course of CBT (Cognitive Behavioural Therapy), and this afternoon I went for my first official session. It lasted about an hour and was a general overview of symptoms and back story, ending on the goals I hope to achieve by the end of the three months. Despite feeling pretty drained after sixty minutes talking about my feelings, I came out little more positive than I went in. I actually feel like I’m going to get somewhere with this. Things are slowly getting better.
To cheer myself up a little more I took the scenic route home and took some pretty pictures of all the gorgeousness that is autumn. Nature is definitely my happy place.