The January Curse

For several years now it has been my belief that January is a cursed month. It is marked with promises, and new beginnings that it will never keep. How many loves are lost in this month? How many people succumb to the doldrums, the blues, or the mean reds? Far too many. Perhaps it is the lack of any foreseeable holiday, or maybe it is the ever looming presence of Valentines Day that brings out the nasty feelings but either way it sucks.
When I was 17 I noticed the phenomenon I now call the January Curse. It was like couples who seemed to happy prior to the first month of the year, suddenly realized they didn't want to spend this new year with this same person. I feel the majority of this movement happens within the first 2 weeks, however when January is upon you, you can never let your guard down because you are never safe.
The dull rainy days (if you live on the West Coast) leave much to be desired. The rain gets in your shoes, your socks, it drenches your pants, your hair (this is the doldrums) and eventually it enters into your heart. This is where the blues come in. The rain seeps its way into your heart, making everything seem drearier, the sun isn't as bright (and that is literally, there are clouds everywhere at all times) and summer seems miles away. Next come the mean reds. Suddenly you're sick of feeling blue, you feel sad because you're sad. Your blue and you have no idea why. The feeling will linger, if you let it until the end of the month. With February will come new promises, real promises.
So if you are finding yourself a victim of The January Curse, fear not this month will end (and come back around next year) and all will be well in the world again.