I get all messed up even when watching fictional TV shows and movies. When I see a horse fall on it's side, I cry every time. Once, I saw a squirrel crawling across the road; half of it had been run over by a car (this was years ago, and I'm getting choked up thinking about it), so I called an animal rescue and stayed with it until they came. Another time, I came across a seagull that had been hit by a car, caught it in a wine box (luckily there was a liquor next door), and drove an hour to meet a seagull rescue lady. I asked her to keep me posted, but she said she was just going to put Stanley (I named him Stanley) down. I cried for two days.
I don't know why, but I'm not the same with people. Sure, I have empathy, and I'm sad when people are suffering; I just don't have the gut-wrenching mortification that happens deep down that I do for animals.
I don't know why, but I'm not the same with people. Sure, I have empathy, and I'm sad when people are suffering; I just don't have the gut-wrenching mortification that happens deep down that I do for animals.
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
