In addition to her depression, my mother suffered from seasonal affective disorder.
And she was living in the Pacific Northwest, so the Winters were excessively dark compared to here.
Not that I was going to invite her to move here.
So, I said “Turn on a light.”
That wasn’t enough.
I then sent a big 4K television with a player and some wildlife and other scenery disks.
By closing the windows, she could fool herself into thinking it was nice outside.
When I visited, the disks were unopened, and my asshole father was watching football and porn on the TV.