Pumpkin Spice Everything!

Ah, fall is in the air, can you feel it?? I mean in Southern California it isn’t, it’s 100 degrees today but like, all the stores have pumpkins up, and even Christmas, (I’m talking about YOU Hobby Lobby…) and I am so ready for PSL (pumpkin spice lates for those of you not obsessed with everything fall-related).

Fall is definitely my favorite time of year. Many people think of Spring as the new beginnings time and such but for me, it’s fall. I love the cold weather, the leaves falling, the fog and rain (not that we get that much here). I love the holidays. It always feels like a time to shed my worries and start a new year fresh.

Not necessarily like that “new year, new me” bullshit. I’ll still be the same crazy, insecure, anxiety-filled person you’ve all come to expect-but in the sense of self-care starting over. Fall and Winter are the seasons of soup, hot tea/cider/hot chocolate, warm blankets, hoodies and leggings, fires, cuddling and movies, baths and face masks. Yes, you can do some of these things in summer but if you live somewhere ridiculously hot like I do then you really can’t.

SO bring. On. The. Fall. I am soo ready. Self-care is always important and I try and incorporate it as much as I can but in summer I just feel sapped of all my energy, and summers always seem extra busy too. When it’s rainy and cold you tend to hibernate more,  stay home, stay in. You would think it would be opposite for me, seeing as I suffer from severe chronic recurring depression and bipolar. That being away from the sun so much would negatively impact me, but in fact, it makes me feel alive.

My favorite kind of weather is fog and rain. I think I could easily live in Washington or Oregon for sure. I even prefer the beach when it’s colder. I love wearing shorts and a hoodie and walking along the foggy beach early in the morning. When I used to travel for work I would get up extra early sometimes and walk along the shore before I had to be at the office. Just breathe in the air and reset. Sometimes I wouldn’t even go to sleep because I had been partying the night before, but that’s a different story altogether.

Anyway, now that I’ve rambled probably far too long, what is your favorite season? Do you like fall or winter better? Leave me some comments. All these followers and you never talk to me. It’s making me start to feel lonely people!

Categories: Addiction, Anxiety, bipolar disorder, Depression, Mania, Mental Health, OCD, PTSD, Self Esteem, self-care, Travel, Wanderlust, Writing

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  1. Fall is my favorite, too, and I’ll welcome it more than ever this year, since Albuquerque’s been hovering in the 95 to 100 degree range since April. My annual fall ritual is to break out all of my Rush CDs as the chill returns to the air. Rush is arguably my favorite band but for some reason, they just don’t sound as good in the summertime. I suppose that’s fitting, since they’re Canadian and all.


    • It is so hot here too, I’m very much over it. I love so much different music but I really love the Red Hot Chili Peppers which may be a big thing since I’m from California. I am more than ready for cooler temperatures and the holidays! I just hope it starts cooling down quickly!

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