i think i’m charlie brown.

Before we get into my extremely accurate revelation, I wanted to let you all know (if you were wondering) that the upsetting situation that began Tuesday night has improved somewhat. I still don’t know the outcome for certain, but the news I got today was more on the positive side. Thanks, Santa. I think. And thanks to all of you for being so sweet and kind and supportive. โ™ฅ

A Charlie Brown Christmas was on television tonight. And although I have seen it about a million times, I still watch every year… at least once. Tonight during one of my yearly viewings, I realized something. I don’t know how I never caught it before… but the thought took me by surprise. Like… wow, it’s so obvious. How did I never see this before?

Oh my god… I am Charlie Brown.

Just listen to him…

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 trees and all that, but I’m still not happy. I always end up feeling depressed.

I almost wish there weren’t a holiday season. I know nobody likes me. Why do we have to have a holiday season to emphasize it?

Lucy: …maybe you have pantophobia. Do you think you have pantophobia?
Charlie Brown: What’s pantophobia?
Lucy: The fear of everything.
Charlie Brown: THAT’S IT!

Everything I do turns into a disaster.

I’ve killed it. Oh! Everything I touch gets ruined.

Damn, that last one… I think that at least five times a day. And that image I found… it’s perfect. Fuck me!


…rest assured that I will not be getting a yellow shirt with a black zigzag stripe around it. I look terrible in yellow.


ยฉ2017 what sandra thinks
(not the images, of course… they are not mine… clearly)

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy, too. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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33 Responses to i think i’m charlie brown.

  1. gigglingfattie says:

    I’m happy to hear that the situation has improved!! WOOHOO

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  2. Marquessa says:

    I’m sooo happy to hear that the situation has improved…and this Charlie Brown post had me smiling.

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  3. foodzesty says:

    Glad to hear you got positive news. We do need some in our lives

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  4. Hardly anyone looks good in yellow! Hope you can enjoy the weekend โค

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  5. Hahaha! Most people look bad in yellow, so don’t feel bad. And you don’t like dogs, so there’s that too. Just don’t let your daughter be the holder while you try to kick a football. That may actually confirm this notion. ๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

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  6. Glad things have improved, and hope the improvement continues.

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  7. The V Pub says:

    And I had you pegged as a Lucy type. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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  8. Hunida says:

    Aw, I’m happy to hear you got some positive news! When I watched this movie I was a kiddo & I can’t remember Charlie being so sad like that! No wonder I never really understood it–by the quotes you chose, it seems like it had a lot of adult humor that I probably didn’t understand yet.

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  9. Aman Thakur says:


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