Ok this is a really unpopular opinion but I have had it since I was a child.
I hate the first signs of Spring that everyone loves. It makes me feel unsettled and sort of anxious about having all the extra hours.
I have no idea where it comes from or why I feel like it. I thought it was just a fear of change- but it doesn't happen with the onset of Autumn and Winter- I love those seasons.
I don't hate the Summer or find it uncomfortable- I enjoy all the normal Summer stuff- I'm not lonely and I don't struggle to fill my time, but the weeks when the birds start waking me up in the morning and the nights draw out, those spring days just give me this hollow pit of the stomach feeling. No one in my real life can relate- at work the mantra is 'Spring is coming Thank God' - anyone here know what I mean, does anyone else have this?