What I despise about winter...

I'm not too sure if this is the appropriate place for this post, but I almost 100% hate winter. The only thing I can say I enjoy about it is how beautiful the scenery is of freshly fallen snow and how it glistens. Maybe even watching my dog bury her face into the snow to try and catch the scent of some small critters.

Other than that, I cannot stand the cold, driving in the snow, the darkness, or the smell. There's this scent to a crisp, cold night that fills me with pure dread and makes me so sad and anxious and makes me feel very much alone. Even just thinking about it puts me on edge. I start to reflect on all of the negative things from my past and all of the negative things that could be. Maybe it's that seasonal disorder making my pre-existing depression worse than it already is.

I didn't always feel this way towards winter. Like most children, I loved the snow and I loved playing in it with friends. School days were always appreciated, too. Maybe my stance on winter has changed due to getting older and having more responsibilities, regardless of weather conditions. Maybe it's because I don't have any time to romp around in the snow with loved ones like I once did.

One thing is certain, and that is the thought of winter, the thought of that cold, crisp air filling my lungs, brings me absolute dread. Does anyone else feel this way about winter? Or anything in general?