3/15/11
I wish I didn't have to write this question: Why am I unhappy when Dave is happy?
Right now, Dave is laughing cheerfullly and with abandon while he plays football on the PS2 with Tim. Right now I am smiling, so happy that Dave feels happy for a few minutes (just this afternoon he was feeling worthless because he is so behind in school and has no motivation to catch up). But when he first started laughing, I felt bitter. And I'm not sure why I think that I feel like Dave should be happy on my time table, that if he can be happy playing PS2 he should be happy with me. I think maybe I feel like I should be able to make him happy.
I'm happy Dave is happy.
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