I don’t think mine were related to SAD but, for years I did enter into a major full bore, flame on, burn the world done, manic, every couple of late autumns. I mean I would do things like just pack everything and move for no reason that made any sense anyway or go headfirst into a drug and alcohol fueled binge that destroyed everything I’d been capable of creating or just do something nuts like go on a shopping spree in the hundreds of dollars back when folks wrote checks...I’d have about ten bucks in my account when I’d do this. So...yeah. It wasn’t until years later with help, I realized it most likely stemmed from a very tragic, PTSD level event from my childhood that happened around that same time. It taught me that triggers don’t have to be something instant. They can lie dormant for years before rearing up and giving you a hoof to the face over and over again.

So...may want to do a timeline backwards and see what you find. Even a seemingly insignificant thing can create a mental malignancy waiting to manifest. Nothing you bury stays dead. Morose but accurate. I hope your season is full of warm hugs unless you’re like I get sometimes and try to karate chop anyone who touches my skin. Makes the holidays a bit interesting.