Today, You’re Supposed to be Sad
I just wanted to set this out there because I know everyone hates to miss an opportunity to be sad. It would be like suddenly realizing that you missed Valentine’s Day on February 15th, or discovering that — crap! — you totally forgot New Year’s Eve on December 31st. Today, Monday, January 21st, is Blue Monday, the most depressing day of the year.
I’m with you — this was the first time I’ve heard of it. When Rita first mentioned it, I thought she was talking about the New Order song.
It could be because my people are immune to Blue Monday, which apparently is depressing due to its proximity to Christmas. You see, my people do not celebrate Christmas — it’s just a day to go to the movie theater or do volunteer work — and therefore, we also don’t have strong feelings when it’s over, mostly because we can still go to the movie theater and do volunteer work. It also takes into account debt accrued during said holiday, and since we do not accrue massive amounts of debt because of Christmas, our bills in January are no more depressing than our bills from February — December.
If you live in the Southern Hemisphere, you might also be immune to Blue Monday, since it takes into account weather, and I’m going to guess that your summer weather doesn’t feel too craptastic right now. (And if you are a Jewish Australian, I feel like we should feed you to Christian Americans like a vitamin because we can’t even fathom the level of immunity you have to this day.)
But the rest of you finally have an explanation for why you feel so crappy on the Monday of the last full week of January. I mean, except for the fact that it seems to have been chosen somewhat randomly. But other than that, it’s science.
I wanted to give you this heads up that you’re going to be sad today so you can prep for it. Make sure you are stocked with tissues, sad movies, chocolate bars, fuzzy socks, a charged cell phone, and a good book. And then take a day to wallow. Because it’s back to normal levels of despondency come Tuesday.