Well, it was just stupid emotions. What a nutcase I can be. Once I made the connection (with the help of journaling) that I couldn't be happy without being sad, that this might be a case of emotional neglect. My mother was a pro at making sure I wasn't spoiled. She would downplay accomplishments by mentioning someone else that had accomplished more. Or if I said I was struggling that there are people that are worse off. She would invalidate my feelings.
I talked with hubs about it and somehow the conversation got all turned around that I do the same thing to him. I pushed for an example because I've been trying so hard to be attentive and to make sure no ones individuality was hindered. He couldn't think of one and that it has been a while. He said he remembered the feelings but don't remember when and what it was about. "You should know what that is like." The flood opened. That broke me. I was all for standing up for myself and that was all it took.
The thoughts of I must not be doing it right or enough or something. I realized that I was trying to do the impossible: taking care of my family exactly not the way I was taught. I know what not to do.
Then, suddenly, I didn't know how to feel. I could feel the shut down coming. I couldn't decide if standing up for myself was the correct thing to do or if that was out of line. But then I would swing in the other diection of self criticizing myself into oblivion. The fact I didn't know what was acceptable in this situation made me panic. Maybe I really don't know what I'm doing. All the while crying while hubs sulked that he ruined my morning.
So, no. That little glimmer of happiness followed by sadness is not normal. I think most people just feel one or the other. Back to the grind.
@TonyG Even through my tears of frustration, you brought a smile to my face with your story. Pretty damn funny.