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 <description>&lt;p&gt;It is that time of year again, when I drive by the mall and have a panic attack just looking at the parking lot. I have been done shopping for a while for this very reason, but still the sight of the rabid masses terrifies me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ever since my son was born in 2004 I have struggled to find my &quot;Holiday Spirit&quot;. I don&#039;t know if this is because I haven&#039;t slept through the night since he was born, or if it is because it was about that first Christmas that I was diagnosed with postpartum depression. Adding that diagnosis to an already severe case of social anxiety is not a good mix - for anyone. The medications that I have taken in the last four years have helped, along with therapy, but there is still a part of me that just can&#039;t seem to get a hold of the Holiday Cheer. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The frantic decorating, gift wrapping and commercialism are enough to make me want to climb into bed and sleep for the next 6 weeks. The sad thing is that I am not alone. The more women that I talk to, the more that I hear the same consensus. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Did my mother feel this way? I don&#039;t remember it. She worked outside the home, decorated like a fiend, baked and had a blast with my brother and I. And what is wrong with me that I feel this way? I am so blessed to be able to stay home with my son, and provide all of the experiences that my mother did, but I feel miserable because I can&#039;t find that cheer. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Who knows what the root cause is...the grey weather here in the NW, the early evenings, the lack of sleep...whatever it is it still irritates me that I can&#039;t get into the mood. I have done everything that I can think of - from volunteering to cutting back on gifts and parties - to try to make it easier on me, but nothing seems to work. Maybe as my son gets older it will get easier. But somehow I doubt it.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 13:19:20 -0600</pubDate>
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