“I think there must be something wrong with me, Linus. Christmas is coming, but I’m not happy. I don’t feel the way I’m supposed to feel. I just don’t understand Christmas, I guess. I like getting presents, and sending Christmas cards, and decorating the tree and all that, but I’m still not happy.”
Oh, Charlie Brown! I adored the Peanuts gang growing up (who didn’t?) but maybe I would have been spared a lot of melodrama and angst if someone had just slipped Charlie Brown a Prozac in his egg nog?
I’m wishing you all a wonderful, cheerful holiday. May you all spend the day with loved ones and cuddly sweaters and hot cocoa and only the smallest bit of Christmas depression. Love you, kiddos!