Today is a glorious, warm, sunny day, which tells me (for some reason) that I am supposed to feel happy - I don't. Summer and sunshine depresses me because I feel as though I should be out and about enjoying my life and making the most of the beautiful weather. I don't want to feel this way but I do and I have done for as long as I can remember - not all the time, but certainly when I am depressed.

I forced myself to go out for a walk today because I thought I should. I walked around a beautiful lake and took photographs - and I felt anxious, miserable and tearful most of the time. I couldn't wait to get home.

I like the cold, winter nights when I can feel justified in coming home, locking the doors, putting on the fire & heating, closing the curtains & blinds and settling down to listen to music, read a book, or watch the TV - or, on the rare occasions that my boyfriend is around, having a romantic night cuddling up together.

Does anyone else ever feel this way and, if so, do you have any suggestions on how to beat it?