That said, I played beach volleyball all day yesterday with some friends as the sun set over the Olympic mountains in the background, and it was greatness. But it took me a couple of years to find my place.
Happy as can be at the moment, but it's odd how the gray can send me into a spiral of inward reflection that drives me nuts. Everyone posts the beautiful pictures of Mount Rainier and sunsets, which are gorgeous, but half the year you can feel lethargic and go into a hibernation mode which messes with your head if you don't have a strong social circle already.
And I think the weather here is good. (And the wheather in Seattle was wonderful on 100% of the days that I visited it).
That's the main reason; it also smells like pee, there are aggressive hobos everywhere, the public transit is useless, it rains every day, and everything closes at 6pm.
As a San Francisco resident who recently visited Seattle, I was amazed by how much less it smelled like pee (and other human waste), how polite the hobos were, and how efficient the public transportation was. It seemed like some kind of gleaming urban utopia, although I did visit on warm sunny days.
You should visit Toronto or Tokyo then, they'll blow your mind.