Does anyone else seem to have a particular month, or time of year that gives them grief - an almost predictable span in which anything and everything that can go wrong, does?

As I look back, September has always, always been miserable for me.
And this one, monumentally so. Job, relationships, money, mental health, and yesterday for no apparent reason, my car just quit running! (It's only 5 years old!)

Is it because I'm 'starting a new astrological year' and things are all aflutter? (I'm a mid-August Leo) or am I just seeing a pattern where there is none? Any insights?


Argh. Every year the end of August fills me with dread because I know September's coming. I'd love to be able to hide until the month is over, but the crappy luck seems to find me, no matter what.