What have I done?
She did what was right. Before depression set in, she and her crew were proud of themselves. After depression dissipated, they were still proud of themselves. They had upheld the tenets of the Federation they loved. Yes, they had made an almost unimaginable sacrifice. But that was their job. They were Starfleet. Under the pain of loss, the fear of an uncertain future, they remembered those lives they saved, and they were proud.
But in the middle of the night Captain Janeway woke up with a gasp of horror. Coffee! There's no coffee in this galaxy! What have I done?