FanZone's Charlton blogger Stuart Heaver cites the reasons for a downbeat set of supporters down at The Valley.
So why are Charlton fans so depressed and miserable?
Admittedly, fellow Addicks tend to be more prone to outbursts of cynicism and despair than most supporters, but why the long faces and ceaseless moaning and groaning now?
Our beloved manager Chris Powell has steered the team to mid table obscurity in our first season after promotion from League One, with very little money to spend and few around SE7 were hoping for much more than that.
The cause of the gloom and doom is that Charlton have been rubbish at home just about all season securing all but 16 of their 44 points total on the road. If we played away like we do at home we would be in the relegation zone.
Suicidal season ticket holders are asking to exchange their tickets for discounts on away games. One diehard fan has suggested playing home games behind closed doors and showing away games at the Valley on giant screens.
And it's not just the results that are getting us all down at home. The style of football is woeful too.
Five athletic types employed in midfield to stifle the opposition using the classic long punt up to big Yann "the beast" Kermorgant alone up front. Embarrassing and even more so when Kermorgant is sent off (as he was against Forest) and we continue to employ exactly the same tactic seemingly oblivious to the fact that big Yann is now in the showers, not in the opposition centre circle.
What a perverse pleasure it was to see some quality midfield play from Nottingham Forest with Guedioura and Reid running the show. Andy "Fat Boy" Reid really is a class act as he wobbles through midfield with the ball blu-tacked to his boot, drilling passes left, right and centre to any team-mate's feet.
It's just heart-breaking to recall that the Irish Maradona was once a Charlton player, as we watched our midfield bumping into each other like Keystone Cops in their eagerness to hoof the ball forwards once more.
To be fair to our brave boys in red, there is no lack of effort and The Valley pitch doesn't help. It resembles a muddy battlefield from the First World War, so that you half expect our back four to start digging trenches and erecting barbed wire to keep the visitors out.
Fans have started chanting "Good luck Tommy in the trenches" and posting the players knitted scarves and bars of chocolate to keep their morale up.
It might be this war mentality that encourages the team to mount crude aerial bombardments of the opposition penalty area as we did against Burnley, all to no avail. The only casualties were on our side.
And talking of battlefields and casualties our charming Neanderthal friends from Millwall charge into the Valley on the 16th March and that is one battle at home the Addicks had better be ready for or they will be handing out the anti-depressants in the covered end at full time.