I was going to mention Catholic guilt. Grew up in a fairly strict Catholic family. In my family the 'Catholic guilt' was mainly displayed by women. I didn't see much guilt from Grandad when he had got drunk and ruined another family event. Or even cheated on nana. There was a couple of day of acting sheepishly that was it.
Yet my mum and her sisters would always feel guilty about the smallest thing and it didn't help anyone. It stressed them out, didn't lead to anything productive and was usually done in a way that everyone else had to spend inordinate amounts of time reassuring them.
Mum had quite severe mental health problems when I was young and the constant guilt and reassurance after an episode was more exhausting than the the episode itself.
She passed away at 66, last year. Me and dad were talking about she constantly lived in a state of stress. She would relax and take a nap, then spend the rest of the day being ultra productive because she felt bad. She took up yoga to help, it didn't. She couldn't switch off and found it frustrating.
She constantly lived in a high level of stress and guilt. Given how she died, I think it contributed. We all helped look after her dad (the cheating drunk) when he had dementia. But it really aged my mum. The guilt she felt for, essentially, not having the knowledge or expertise of a dementia nurse was immense. She he had to go in a home she felt horrificly bad. But keeping him at home wasn't a good situation for him.
So growing up I rejected feeling guilty. I can honestly say I don't ever do anything intentionally bad. If something I have done has had a negative impact on someone I apologise and try to fix it. I will feel bad for a time, then try and use that to do something productive. I learned to be able feel something that shut it off (another skill learned from having a mentally ill parent) and look at what I can. Feeling guilty doesn't enable me to do much and doesn't help anyone.
I missed the kids when I went back to work. But it wasn't guilt. I needed to work and provide for them so there was no point spending my time feint guilty. I worked hard at work. Put lots of effort into the time we did have together.