My Overactive Conscience

Sometimes I think I was born with a healthy sense of guilt.

If you ask my family, they will tell you I make lots of mistakes. But I am also the quickest person to say "I'm sorry." It's because I can't stand that feeling...you know, that feeling that I've done something wrong. And so I try desperately as fast as I can to fix it.

I've been in situations where I felt uncomfortable with something someone said, or something I saw in a movie, or whatever it was...and nobody else even noticed. Many times people have thought that I have an overactive conscience.

I've thought about it long and hard, and I really feel like I don't have an overactive conscience.
I came to the conclusion a few months ago that I had an effective conscience.

But...something seems to have happened.
Right now I should be feeling guilty for something that happened and something that I did recently. But I don't feel it...like I think I should feel it.

Some of you may be saying, "Oh good. Hopefully she's finally learned to let herself relax and enjoy life."

But this is something I should be feeling genuinely guilty about.

Where the heck is my conscience?!?

Whoever took it, please give it back. Wherever it is, please return to me.
Because I can't live without it. It's gotten me so far...and I really really can't survive without it now.