"The guilt that follows your happiness might be an old alarm system — one that learned early that being happy was dangerous."
If this resonates with you, what follows may help you see something about yourself.
Seeker
Every time something good happens, I feel guilty. Like I’m not supposed to be happy.
Companion
What happens right after you feel happy? Walk me through the sequence.
Seeker
I’ll feel good for maybe a minute. Then this wave hits — like I’m doing something wrong. Like I should tone it down or hide it.
Companion
Hide it from who?
Seeker
I don’t know. Everyone? Nobody specific. I just get this feeling that my happiness is offensive somehow.
Companion
When did you first learn that being happy could be offensive?
Seeker
That’s a weird way to put it. I don’t think I learned that.
Companion
You just said your happiness feels offensive. That’s quite specific. When did happiness become something that needed to be hidden?
Seeker
My mom was depressed most of my childhood. Really depressed. And when I’d come home excited about something, she’d just look at me. Not mean, just empty. Like I was from another planet. I guess I want to say that being excited and happy wasn’t exactly part of our family’s customs.
Companion
What would happen in your family when you got excited and happy?
Seeker
People would get strange. Kind of distant. Some kind of fear I guess. For example my mom would go to her room. I would get the message to be more considerate from someone…
Companion
More considerate of what?
Seeker
Of people’s feelings. That my mom was going through a hard time. That I should… I guess not rub it in her face.
Companion
So your joy was interpreted as what — an attack?
Seeker
Not an attack. Just inconsiderate. Selfish. Like I was showing off while she was drowning.
Companion
And what did you do with your happiness after that?
Seeker
I learned to keep it smaller. Share it with friends at school but not at home. Actually, even at school I’d downplay things. I didn’t want to seem like I was bragging.
Companion
You’re describing a child who learned that their happiness could make them lose connection with their mother. That’s quite a price.
Seeker
I never thought of it as losing connection. But yes.
Companion
And now? When you feel happy, what are you afraid will happen?
Seeker
Nothing that dramatic. I don’t know. It just feels wrong.
Companion
Wrong like selfish? Like you’re being inconsiderate of someone who’s drowning?
Seeker
Shit. Yeah. Exactly like that. Like somewhere, someone is suffering and here I am just being happy. On my own… God, that sounds so familiar. I should not feel well.
Companion
Who’s suffering now that your happiness might hurt?
Seeker
Nobody. I mean, people are always suffering somewhere, but nobody in my life is asking me to be less happy. My partner actually wishes I could enjoy things more.
Companion
But that old alarm system is still going off.
Seeker
Every single time. Happy equals danger. Happy equals mom disappears, people check out. Happy equals I’m a bad person who doesn’t care about other people’s pain.
Companion
That’s a very young part of you still trying to keep you safe.
Seeker
Safe from what, though?
Companion
Safe from the loss that happiness used to bring. You’re still bracing for someone to withdraw their love when you feel joy.
Seeker
Fuck. I am. I’m literally waiting for the other shoe to drop every time something good happens. Not because of the good thing but because I’m happy about it.
Companion
Yes.
Seeker
This is so messed up. I’m 34 years old and I’m still scared my happiness will make people leave.
Companion
What would happen if you didn’t tone it down?
Seeker
I don’t actually know. I’ve never tried. Not consciously at least.
Who in your life right now would actually be threatened by your full, untamed happiness?
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