This might indeed be comorbid with the end of something.
Shamelessness is said to be an expression of freedom which is ironically an admittance of repression.
The shameless actor is anxious about lost freedoms, and feels compulsion to perform. Unfortunately their performance is entirely dependant on a viewer, whether to take pleasure in their disgust or to justify further acts in others.
Ultimately if the shameless were truly free they would not have these extreme compulsions. It is said to be common in historical social decline, or when the future is uncertain.
There’s a great quote “… the soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.” from Marcus Aurelius. With this in mind I’ve been regretting the kind of person YouTube has been dying my soul with.
I’ve unironically returned to books and writing/reviewing in notebooks to fill in the gaps of my time. You can get notebooks that fit in your pocket and can just pluck it out and review whatever ideas you’ve been chewing on lately instead starting up a video. I add to the notebooks as I read.
When I have more time in the evenings I can collate those notes into broader writing projects, which are mostly simple blog posts. This process has brought me a fantastic feeling of clarity.