I've NC for this because I'm expecting so much disgust.
In my everyday life I keep quiet about the terrible guilty secret that burdens me because all my friends and family would be appalled. But here I am anonymous and I'm going to shout it from the rooftops.
I LOVE WINTER.
Everyone else I know despises it and finds the short days and the dark and cold depressing. It does negative things to their mental health and they can't wait for it to be over. ☹️
I'm the opposite in that Summer and heat do bad things to my mental health and I struggle at that time of year, but I bloody love Winter. I don't love being cold (I'm not completely mad) but I do love being out in the cold bracing fresh air and then coming inside to get warm. I love Winter clothes, getting all bundled up in lots of layers, wearing warm coats with cosy scarves and gloves and boots. I love hearty Winter food on a chilly day. I love lighting the fire and sitting on the sofa under a blanket to read a book or watch telly. I love Christmas. I love snow and frost. My ideal holiday destination is Narnia before the stupid meddling kids ruined it. Winter suits me. But I can't tell my friends because they would think I was bonkers and might make me attend countless barbeques and beach holidays to teach me a lesson.
AIBU to break my silence and reveal my twisted love of all things Winter to you?