A Quickie Romp Through the Land of SAD

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Turn, Turn, Turn.”Seasons change so quickly! Which one do you most look forward to? Which is your least favorite?

Have you ever been depressed?
Repressed?

Distressed?
Have you ever felt like
an unwelcome guest

in your own body,
with a permanent case
of jet lag?

If not,
please don’t judge
those of us
whose neurotransmitters
are challenged,
whose brain chemistry
is misaligned
like the weights on an old scale
gone amok, out of balance
with Serotonin and Melatonin
all confused
about their relationship
with each other,
who is supposed to do what
and when and for how long

Welcome to:
Seasonal
Affective
Disorder
SAD Pic 2

When the sun and the light  give way to black afternoons
and your body refuses to surrender to activity,

able to remain horizontal for 20 hours a day
fatigued, morose, bellicose, confused,
refusing to move

even though your mind
wishes loudly and silently

to get on with it.

Give in or fight?
Accept or reject?
But don’t expect

empathy or
understanding
from those
whose brain
receptor sites
are all nice and normal

have always been normal
will always be normal.

Have mercy on them.
It’s not their fault.

At least they’re
not part of
the
“just get over it”
crowd.
Pansy 2

Sadly,
the Rx remedy
for S.A.D.
comes with an
unforgivable
side effect:
Orgasmic Inhibition

As someone once said,
“You’re happy,
but you may not
have 
a happy ending.”
Oh, oh, oh the irony
spews itself
across the room.

That most people
with SAD
choose to endure
the confiscation
of a rightful bodily
pleasure,
rather than the
debilitating 
symptoms
of SAD,
speaks for itself …
don’t you think?

Turn, Turn, Turn

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