I Have Gone Fishing
Well, I went fishing. Of course I was the only one who caught a fish though. Honestly, why did it have to be me?
When the fish took the bait, I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to hurt it so I didn't reel it in fast at all. Then the other boys and my boy scout leaders kept telling me to go faster, and I was scared but I tried to. The more it struggled the worse I felt until I finally got it to the dock. One leader told me to hold it up on the line so he could take a picture, but it just kept squirming in the air. It was so heavy and I felt so so bad.
Another leader took it and was about to kill it so we could cook it later, but I blurted out not to because I didn't want to hurt it anymore than I already have. Seeing him about to do it just scared me so much, and I told him to release it. He did, disappointedly, but it had a hard time swimming. It didn't move at first, but eventually swam away.
I know it's just a fish and I'm stupid to be feeling so bad for it, but I just can't help but to think that maybe I made the wrong choice to let it go. Articles online said that catch-and-release fishing is cruelty disguised as "sport", and that it only left them kept vulnerable to predators. I wish I killed it so it wouldn't suffer, but it might have also just been okay and healed eventually. Either way, I caused it so much pain and I felt like a monster after that. I couldn't bear to fish anymore, and just waited until everyone else called it quits.
I don't know how to feel now. I guess it would make sense to move on and do better next time (just kidding, never going fishing again), but I just feel so guilty. And over something so small too. I should be worrying about homework and AP tests and my health. Not this
When the fish took the bait, I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to hurt it so I didn't reel it in fast at all. Then the other boys and my boy scout leaders kept telling me to go faster, and I was scared but I tried to. The more it struggled the worse I felt until I finally got it to the dock. One leader told me to hold it up on the line so he could take a picture, but it just kept squirming in the air. It was so heavy and I felt so so bad.
Another leader took it and was about to kill it so we could cook it later, but I blurted out not to because I didn't want to hurt it anymore than I already have. Seeing him about to do it just scared me so much, and I told him to release it. He did, disappointedly, but it had a hard time swimming. It didn't move at first, but eventually swam away.
I know it's just a fish and I'm stupid to be feeling so bad for it, but I just can't help but to think that maybe I made the wrong choice to let it go. Articles online said that catch-and-release fishing is cruelty disguised as "sport", and that it only left them kept vulnerable to predators. I wish I killed it so it wouldn't suffer, but it might have also just been okay and healed eventually. Either way, I caused it so much pain and I felt like a monster after that. I couldn't bear to fish anymore, and just waited until everyone else called it quits.
I don't know how to feel now. I guess it would make sense to move on and do better next time (just kidding, never going fishing again), but I just feel so guilty. And over something so small too. I should be worrying about homework and AP tests and my health. Not this
22-25, M
