Anyone else ever experience severe cognitive dissonance over a recurring ethical dilemma? I just… don't get it. I’m referring to this thing I do. It involves my work. My position, it carries weight in the community. Everyone sees me a certain way. Especially my parents. They sacrificed everything for me to have this. My father calls it ‘honour’. The specific situation is lending. To certain local businesses. Manufacturing, mostly. I’ve seen the reports. The environmental impact is — significant. And the labour practices… not great. I have access to the data. I understand the implications. Deeply. But when the applications come in, from people I’ve known my whole life, people my parents respect… I approve them. Every time. I just… do. It’s not just the money. Or the stability. Though those are obviously important. Especially with the pressure to start a family. My mother asks weekly about grandchildren. It’s also the standing. The nods on the street. The way people talk about 'someone’s son' doing so well. Approving these loans cements that. Keeps me… where I am. In the structure. But then I go home. And I think about what I just did. The logical part of my brain screams. It’s a direct contradiction to my own beliefs. My personal code. But the action feels… automatic. Like I’m a different person at work. A pre-programmed entity. Am I the only one who feels this disconnect? This profound split between conviction and conduct? It’s profoundly unsettling. I genuinely don't understand it.