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There’s A Psychological Explanation For Why You Get Sad Every August

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Fashion Limbo and FOMO

Pumpkins

August’s extreme heat and humidity make fall, with its pumpkin spice lattes, cool temperatures and Halloween celebrations, feel just out of reach for many who adore the season. You may be prepared with an entire new wardrobe of plaid shirts and sweaters, but it will take months before you can wear them, so you’ll be stuck in a fashion limbo. Then there’s Instagram and TikTok, which are frequently brimming with pictures from beach outings with friends and summers in Europe. According to Harris, “social media highlights the enjoyable, exciting experiences other people had during the summer.” More melancholy may result from thinking that you may not have made the most of your summer when you see these trips or social events.

Last but not the Least

Book with a brown leaf

To put it another way? August is when you realize you never got to go on vacation at all, or you didn’t get to go to the lake as much as you would have liked, and now you have to wait a whole year to swing in a hammock or enjoy the salt air by the sea. Until then? There’s nothing except frigid temperatures, rain, and wind. For one last point, Harris claims that August acts as a sharp reminder that you’re going to have to say goodbye to Summer Fridays and go back into your regular schedule, which is swiftly followed by the rapid descent into the Christmas season. It can be difficult to accept that most of the year is already behind us in August, according to her.

It’s Not All Sad in August

Girl playing with leaves

According to Harris, the end-of-summer blues are genuine and it’s normal to feel really uneasy in August, but there are plenty of things you can do to get rid of the eerie feeling. “Coping with August sadness can be approached by first recognizing that it’s OK to feel sad or nostalgic during this time,” she advises. Then, tell yourself that there is still plenty of time to make reservations for a beach vacation, lounge in the poolside sun, or read a good book while reading in a park. After all, there are still a lot of warm summer days ahead of us. Even though August is terrible, it will soon come to an end. You can still go outside and enjoy it in the meanwhile.

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