I have a problem with January. Not only does it always feel like the longest month of the year, it is also the month that year after year lures me into a depressed state. As a single person you always think that being in a relationship will solve (not all problems) but these kind of patterns. I somehow thought that having a wonderful boy by my side would make this years January more bearable. Added on my depression is guilt, guilt for not being sweet and funny, instead I'm settling for mooody, whiny and emotional. Thank god he is the sweetest thing and somehow puts up with me... Have decided to do something about this, and have booked myself into a tanning bed session this weekend, hoping that the light will cheer me up.