Does anyone else relive seasons as particular times of their life?
For me, it’s like this:
autumn of adventure and despair 
spring of freedom 
summer of psychosis
autumn of adventure and despair
Autumn is reliving the autumn of 2017 when I wanted to quit high school and leap into the unknown. I remember how the wind takes my breath away, and how magical everything seemed. And yet also how despairing I felt, to have a huge possible debt waved over my head, and to have my parents disparage me, and class teachers chasing after me.
spring of freedom
Spring is reliving the spring of 2021 when I left home, ran away from disrespectful parents, went through youth homelessness services and moved 6 times in 5 months. I had an adventure with many stories, and met interesting people who I cared about and cared about me.
summer of psychosis
Summer is the summer of 2023-24 when I first started experience psychotic symptoms. Everything acquired a new kind of meaning.