So this week in Biology class we had to do a heart dissection. It was terrible. I was dreading the class before the week even started. I can’t handle meat most of the time, forcing it down at meals as my family doesn’t allow me to be vegetarian anymore, but the hearts were on a whole new level of NO.
They were all vaccum packed together, then sitting in a tray, and I felt sick JUST seeing them. I don’t even care that the animals died naturally. I don’t do dissecting. I don’t do dead things.
We were allowed to go in groups, of our choice and it was one group per row in te Lab, so I went as far away from the heat as physically possible, toward the window, already feeling sick, light headed and disgusted.
Then, someone on the row behind me slaps down a heart right in my sight, blood splattering all over the desk and I nearly vomit. I walk out of the class, the teacher telling me to sit in the corridor until the faint feeling passes.
Seeing it made me feel so sick! It was horrible, and I couldn’t deal with a heart in the table. A HEART. It just seemed wrong, immoral. I didn’t eat meat for months, and by the end I was practically vegan.
And seeing the heart just brought all of that back, and how I want to be vegetarian again and made me feel sick at myself for the past moths where I’ve been eating meat and not standing up to my parents and saying “no” to meat.
What should I do,