A perfect example of this is my neighbour posting in our community group chat ‘Does anyone want these books? For some reading materials’.
I can’t take them, I love reading but I’m not a hoarder and I’ve actually read some of them/don’t fancy the other ones. My immediate mental response to my reaction in my head is ‘You don’t want them. They’re going in the bin then. That’s it, they’re being fucked off and thrown away’.
I feel very sad for said books and feel guilty for the books?! 

Similar things happen to me quite regularly. I recently went to a boot sale and felt bad for some of the porcelain cups and vases, with visions of them being smashed up if I didn’t buy them.
What on earth is wrong with me? I’m sane otherwise, promise!