I've seen some pretty messed up things in life. I used to work in a hotel casino and I saw people leap from the tops of the parking structures to their deaths on several occasions.
Before a friend took me out hunting gophers, ground hogs, and prairie dogs with high caliber rifles I was rather disturbed by violent deaths of small animals. Though what got me over that was seeing a horse with a broken leg have to be put down, it's broken leg was from a prairie dog, or ground hog hole. Still one that disturbs me was I was riding around with my uncle in his classic car one day, at about 70mph the antenna on the front caught a pigeon, gutting it, spinning it around and leaving it hooked under the neck on the antenna. The windsheld and my uncle's arm just got sprayed with blood and pigeon innards. It was horrifying.
Being the one who found my mom in a coma that lead to her death wasn't very good for my psyche either, especially because minutes before she'd asked me to make her some food. We never did figure out what caused the coma. She had pneumonia at the time and her lungs were pretty full of fluid. At the same time she had type 2 diabetes, at the hospital they took her blood sugar and it was over 500mg/deciliter. She passed away that evening. Still not over that.
Before a friend took me out hunting gophers, ground hogs, and prairie dogs with high caliber rifles I was rather disturbed by violent deaths of small animals. Though what got me over that was seeing a horse with a broken leg have to be put down, it's broken leg was from a prairie dog, or ground hog hole. Still one that disturbs me was I was riding around with my uncle in his classic car one day, at about 70mph the antenna on the front caught a pigeon, gutting it, spinning it around and leaving it hooked under the neck on the antenna. The windsheld and my uncle's arm just got sprayed with blood and pigeon innards. It was horrifying.
Being the one who found my mom in a coma that lead to her death wasn't very good for my psyche either, especially because minutes before she'd asked me to make her some food. We never did figure out what caused the coma. She had pneumonia at the time and her lungs were pretty full of fluid. At the same time she had type 2 diabetes, at the hospital they took her blood sugar and it was over 500mg/deciliter. She passed away that evening. Still not over that.