It's so weird how my brain works. At the time I was doing my job, I wasn't thinking about the long-term implications of what I was doing. It was only after I got home that it started bothering me.
I stayed up till after midnight doing research on the internet, then I was up at 6 am and all I did all day long was obsess about it. I called several wise people I know who would never compromise on a moral issue, so I could get some counsel and out of 5 people, no one was home, so I had to work out my thoughts and feelings by myself, which I guess was okay, but just when I think I've come to a conclusion, more questions start coming up.
What difference will it really make in the world if "I" make a stand. It's like spitting into the ocean. I don't know if I'm supposed to make a stand. Aaaargh! I just don't know! Yes. I am. I must. I won't be able to live with myself. If they don't change their policy, will I still be able to continue working there? I don't know.
I need to be willing to lose my job. I don't have that much invested yet, so I guess it's not that hard.
Who knows if I was not put there for such a time as this?
For my children and my grandchildren. I will do it.