Last year was a hallmark for me, only cried a little a few times. I did have to work, but no one asked on the day. At the beginning of the month everyone was wondering why I was so gloomy, but I managed to level out before the big day.
It's coming up again, the end of next month. I started feeling it last month, the subtle creeping depression.
Every year I buy myself a bottle of Bailey's, croissants, and fine cheese. I settle in at home, watch movies, have the cheese and croissants for lunch, and drink real Irish coffee.