A lot of people had warned me, that the winters were harsh in Québec. As the naive person that I was, I told myself that it wouldn't be that hard, that I was strong enough and that I would be able to handle it.
In general, I liked it, I think that I'm happy until -20º C, after that is a different story. When it was colder, I wouldn't leave the apartment unless I had a good reason to do it. But even that was not that bad.
The main problem I had was with the daylight, not having natural light after 4:00 pm was not good for my brain. It made me depressed some days.
After the depression has sunk in, is hard for me to get out of the vicious circle. I couldn't go out running, I wouldn't feel like going for a drink and there were no girls with "mini faldas" on the street, the three things that would have normally lift my spirit.
I understood what people said about the winter, but at least the last days had been a little bit warmer. The days are longer, I've even been able to see the grass again!!!
I can say that I survive my first real winter. I'm not sure if want to be here for the next one though.
