The problem isn’t that you don’t know how you feel.
The problem is what happens in the five seconds right after.
And because that second thought sounds reasonable, you treat it like the final answer.
Maybe somewhere along the way, you learned that good women don’t hurt good men. That you should be grateful for what you have. That leaving is only justified when someone did something terrible. After years of repeating those rules, they stop sounding like rules. They just sound true.
And when you don’t think to question the rule, you keep questioning yourself instead. You think maybe I’m wrong, swallow what you felt, and end up right back where you started.