Years ago, I watched a bunny get hit by a car ahead of me on the highway, then frantcially drag it's broken hind legs back out into oncoming traffic. I barely missed hitting it. I clutched the steering wheel like a robot all the way home, walked in the door, called my father and burst into tears. That poor little animal. Frightened and maimed and dying badly.
I hate it when things like this happen because 98% of what I see and experience gets burned into my memory to the point of horrifying me. I can still see the bunny and the car about to hit it the second time. If I could forget things, maybe it wouldn't be so bad for me.
I don't care if it makes me a soft-touch. I was speaking to an ENTP friend of mine last night. He said that he could take the living/dying in nature, but giving birth? Not so much. He told me he'd tell me when to look away if something was about to get eaten or massacred. Handy to have an ENTP around.