1. I don't think I like fall.
  2. Late August is the point of the year that a pit develops in my belly that I can't seem to shake.
  3. I always feel like I'm on the brink of falling into a deep darkness that I won't be able to climb out of.
  4. The first time it happened, I was young. Maybe in fifth grade?
  5. It was probably nerves about school.
  6. But it hasn't stopped.
  7. Every year at this time, something in my stomach settles and I start feeling jumpier.
  8. Of course, I love bundling up and playing in the leaves and staying in to cuddle.
  9. But that pit is always there and it always makes me hate this time of year.
  10. I had the pit last fall, but the winter wasn't nearly as terrible as I had expected. And I went on an SNRI.
  11. My roommate tells me maybe it'll be better this year, because of the pills.
  12. So far, she may be right. The pit's there but it's small.
  13. And you know what? If it swells up beyond me, threatening to suck me in, I can always buy a sun lamp.
  14. That oughta cure the depression, right?