Yes - - I lost complete control this afternoon and ate a cheeseburger. The cheese didn't bother me but the burger left me with a dab of guilt.
Hah!
Here's an open question re guilt...
If you deal with young adults, college-educated, very many are soaked in guilt. It's over privilege that they've been told they have, over the vague terms "injustice" and "equality".
And when you get right down to it, they had neither a hand in creating these problems that they perceive, nor can they fix them--they cannot exert sufficient control over the situations to change *anything*.
So all they have available to them is angst and finger-pointing.
So I'm of the 60s, went thru some of the same revelations and enlightenments as most of you, I'll bet, and by the time I got to my late-30s/early 40s, I figured that I'd go nuts trying to make sense of the world as it was being presented to me. I would feel truly crummy about all this stuff I was supposed to fix, as the emergent Boomers optimistically thought they could pull off.
So I came to the realization that I'd only recognize "internal guilt"--this is my own personal recognition of having not performed according to my own standards, when I could have done otherwise. I would not accept "external guilt"--people telling me what I *should* feel bad about.
So in the case of the cheeseburger, if I had made a pact with myself to lose weight, e.g., I'd feel guilt, but not over the demise of the cow whose flesh has provided the patty I'm wolfing. If you made a pact with yourself to not contribute to the demand for these patties, I can understand that you'd feel guilt--I would, too, if I had made such a pact. But I haven't...
Anyway, this accepting of only internal guilt worked like a charm. After that, most stuff I encountered in life made perfect sense.
How about you?