stephen raj
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Hi everyone,
I'm not exactly sure what to do, and I'm wondering if anyone can help.
While the recent OTT thread about the animal abuse video is the catalyst for my posting this, what I'm about to say has really been going on for about 2 years.
I have always had an extreme sensitivity toward all animals, but especially cats. I grew up with them all my life, and got very close to them. The 2 hardest days of my life were making the decision to have to put a loved one to sleep.
As was suggested by my grad school, I took the undergrad Anatomy and Physiology elective. Since I could get the credit anywhere, I took it from my local community college. Well, I asked my counselor there about animal dissection because my beliefs are very strongly against it, and I heard through the grapevine that there might be a cat involved. My counselor said he wasn't exactly sure. Well, it wasn't until a few days into the class that I learned that there WAS. It wasn't until the last 6 weeks of class, but it was still required. So, being of Eastern faith (which also prohibits violence, especially toward animals), I went to my professor (who was really cool), explained my situation, and she said no problem, I'll be absent those days, do a make-up paper, and then do my practical identification final exam on models instead. We had it all worked out. Well, the department chairperson caught wind of this and denied the arrangement my prof and I had come up with. I struggled: stay in the class and try to make the best of it, or drop the class and delay (yet again) my entrance into med school? I stuck the class out for a few more days (the bodies were in containers that lined the lab, saved for later--so they were quite visible). I tried to go back and peer into them (they were clear) and confront it directly, but I ended up returning to my table, shaken. In the end, I dropped the class and I WILL become a doctor without having done any animal dissection (most have, so I will be an exception, on average).
Here's the deal: since then, I haven't been the same. I haven't been able to be truly happy, because I know that somewhere, there are animals being tortured and hurt. I adopted a suspected abuse victim myself. He has since been adjusted by a chiropractic vet and is on the best organic cat food we can find, and he's doing fine But I wish they ALL could end up like ours--in good homes, with nothing to fear. It saddens me so deeply to know that there are innocent, beautiful souls out there who cannot speak that are being hurt through absolutely no fault of their own. My beliefs are that everything in this world happens for a reason, and that the universe remains in perfect balance at all times. Perhaps some of these tortured animals were once animal torturers themselves in a previous life or a parallel universe? Who knows. My beliefs are also that this whole physical world and life are, in the end, an illusion. But that doesn't take away the pain in the meantime. Until then, this is really a pickle, with no remedy that I know of yet, and no visible way out.
I'm just grateful for any light anyone can shed on this. At times, this sensitivity gets very painful, sometimes flat out debilitating.
Thanks in advance
Hugs,
~Jyoti
I'm not exactly sure what to do, and I'm wondering if anyone can help.
While the recent OTT thread about the animal abuse video is the catalyst for my posting this, what I'm about to say has really been going on for about 2 years.
I have always had an extreme sensitivity toward all animals, but especially cats. I grew up with them all my life, and got very close to them. The 2 hardest days of my life were making the decision to have to put a loved one to sleep.
As was suggested by my grad school, I took the undergrad Anatomy and Physiology elective. Since I could get the credit anywhere, I took it from my local community college. Well, I asked my counselor there about animal dissection because my beliefs are very strongly against it, and I heard through the grapevine that there might be a cat involved. My counselor said he wasn't exactly sure. Well, it wasn't until a few days into the class that I learned that there WAS. It wasn't until the last 6 weeks of class, but it was still required. So, being of Eastern faith (which also prohibits violence, especially toward animals), I went to my professor (who was really cool), explained my situation, and she said no problem, I'll be absent those days, do a make-up paper, and then do my practical identification final exam on models instead. We had it all worked out. Well, the department chairperson caught wind of this and denied the arrangement my prof and I had come up with. I struggled: stay in the class and try to make the best of it, or drop the class and delay (yet again) my entrance into med school? I stuck the class out for a few more days (the bodies were in containers that lined the lab, saved for later--so they were quite visible). I tried to go back and peer into them (they were clear) and confront it directly, but I ended up returning to my table, shaken. In the end, I dropped the class and I WILL become a doctor without having done any animal dissection (most have, so I will be an exception, on average).
Here's the deal: since then, I haven't been the same. I haven't been able to be truly happy, because I know that somewhere, there are animals being tortured and hurt. I adopted a suspected abuse victim myself. He has since been adjusted by a chiropractic vet and is on the best organic cat food we can find, and he's doing fine But I wish they ALL could end up like ours--in good homes, with nothing to fear. It saddens me so deeply to know that there are innocent, beautiful souls out there who cannot speak that are being hurt through absolutely no fault of their own. My beliefs are that everything in this world happens for a reason, and that the universe remains in perfect balance at all times. Perhaps some of these tortured animals were once animal torturers themselves in a previous life or a parallel universe? Who knows. My beliefs are also that this whole physical world and life are, in the end, an illusion. But that doesn't take away the pain in the meantime. Until then, this is really a pickle, with no remedy that I know of yet, and no visible way out.
I'm just grateful for any light anyone can shed on this. At times, this sensitivity gets very painful, sometimes flat out debilitating.
Thanks in advance
Hugs,
~Jyoti