You should not have trusted me.

It seems like I was wrong. I threw off some kind of balance. Maybe I should not want to be happy. I am starting to think that is not what life is about. I mean maybe I am suppose to be miserable that way I do not throw off the balance, that way others can be happy. I know this sounds crazy but, I have had one of the best weekends of my life, and everyone else had the shittiest. I can not be happy without feeling guilty. I need some direction, maybe. I need something. It has to be wrong, to feel guilty when I am happy. Maybe it is just a perspective problem, but I always thought that perspective was my best quality. I wish I knew what to do, but I guess with things like this there is nothing that can be done. I would say I should do whatever makes me happy, but that always ends up making me depressed.