It always happens when I confront things that I need to do, that I need to absolutely do if it means gaining some sort of progress or order in my life.
Like removing a friend, maybe deleting a bunch of games I never were interested in playing in the first place but bought them anyways under the false guise of “just incase”.
Anytime I finally do one of those things, I feel bad and I hate myself for feeling bad for doing what’s overdue to have been done.