This is something worth noticing. Whenever you hear somebody talking about making difficult or hard decisions, what they often mean is that they had to make a decision that they knew, in their heart of hearts, was wrong.
Sometimes, that’s because the right solution wasn’t available to them, or not even considered, but quite often it’s because they made a choice that went against the direction of their internal moral compass or their intuition, or it involved some known and highly uncomfortable compromise.
Poor old Kalashnikov, at the end of his life, sought absolution from the church for bringing a weapon into existence that killed so many innocents, but at the root of the suffering in his soul was the certain knowledge that he had, in fact, made the wrong choice. He knew it, instinctively. No cardinal could absolve him of that. It’s a very sad consequence of making a difficult choice.
Deciding to do the right thing, in contrast, is rarely difficult or hard. They’re usually the fastest decisions to make, too. People have been known to make them in an instant, in emergencies.
Making the right decision, that sits comfortably with you and leaves you in peace, is usually comparatively easy.