Despair in thankfulness.
As you can imagine, this is my least favorite holiday.
Thanksgiving.
Imagine, if you will, a holiday for the entire world, except for you. A holiday that takes joy in celebrating the good things things in people's lives, highlighting it. Every thanksgiving, I remember people were always talking about what they were thankful for.
And then there's me. Nothing to be thankful for, at all.
I am in despair. I have nothing to be thankful for.
I'm going back to bed now. At least I have the day off. And if I don't, I'm not coming in anyway.
Goodbye, Cruel World.
Thanksgiving.
Imagine, if you will, a holiday for the entire world, except for you. A holiday that takes joy in celebrating the good things things in people's lives, highlighting it. Every thanksgiving, I remember people were always talking about what they were thankful for.
And then there's me. Nothing to be thankful for, at all.
I am in despair. I have nothing to be thankful for.
I'm going back to bed now. At least I have the day off. And if I don't, I'm not coming in anyway.
Goodbye, Cruel World.