Normal people wont relate to this... but anyway... One of the most amazing things I have learnt in the last few years (in my 40s mind you) is that it's okay not to want to do something.

I seem to have grown up (or not) believing that when there was something I didn't want to do, such as clean the house or wash sheets etc, there was something wrong with me if I didn't get some sense of satisfaction from doing it.

I have learnt that it's okay to not want to do stuff - and I've learnt to just do it anyway.