It is officially becoming fall. Temperatures are in the 40’s at night and we’re leaving our windows open and burrowing down beneath blankets. I love the changing colors and the crisp air and the pumpkins and the mums and the honeycrisp apples. This is hands down my favorite time of year.
And also one of my hardest. It’s the time of year my depression starts talking.
You won’t be good enough until you do ALL.THE.THINGS. Organize everything from top to bottom. Keep a perfect home. Have a better kitchen. Prepare organic gourmet meals. Attend that fundraiser. Work on the committee. Volunteer. Serve on some non-profit boards. Train for a marathon. Stop being fat. Drive a better car. Journal every day. See ALL.THE.PEOPLE. Go out for breakfast. Lunch. Dinner. Coffee. Do more. BE MORE. Even then, you won’t be good enough. Everyone will see what a fraud you are. You will die alone with hundreds of cats and they will eat out your eyeballs. Yes, I’m exaggerating. You’ll probably only have tens of cats.
This monster in my head is a cruel beast.
So here’s what I have to say to that monstrous voice in my head:
I am enough.
If I die in the perfect and perfectly kept home, as a prime physical specimen, having served on volunteer committees and boards, with hundreds of people at my funeral, I am enough. If I die alone and hundreds (or tens) of cats eat out my eyeballs, I am enough. Either way, I’m dead. And it doesn’t matter a hill of beans which one of those lives I’ve lived as long as it’s the life that made me happy because I. AM. ENOUGH.
(Ideally, I’ll reside somewhere in the happy medium of that equation.)
So here’s what makes me happy in the fall:
Taking on a few projects that will make the upcoming holidays less stressful.
Watching old movies.
Drinking apple cider.
Walking the dog in the woods.
Writing blog posts.
Learning my new camera.
Spending time with my people.
What are some of your favorite fall activities? Do you tend to get a little “blue” this time of year?