This can be a really tough time of year. We’d like to be, but few of us are, exempt from bouts of feeling awful unless we gloss over our lives for the month of December, which is encouraged by the season. Surrounded by joyousness, we try our best to remember all that is good in our lives, but soon we descend into thoughts of all the things that are wrong: with our families, with our finances, with ourselves. Charlie Brown encapsulates exactly how I feel when he says, “I should be happy, but I’m not.” I wonder, why “should”? Is it such a terrible social sin to feel lousy now and then?