Here’s a funny story about my rebellion as a kid around eating liver. Yuck!
I hate liver. I hated it as a kid. I hate it as an adult. I will hate it forever. I might even hate it in every future lifetime from now on. That’s my plan. Liver on the dinner table is my idea of hell. If I’m bad when I die and have to go to hell, I will have to eat liver for eternity.
There is something inherently wrong with eating liver, for me anyway. I have no judgement about meat eaters. They’ll evolve someday!
If I’m starving and there is nothing else to eat, I will probably eat meat. Maybe I’ll even hunt and kill the animal myself if I have to. However, as long as I have the choice not to eat meat, I won’t. Even if I’m starving, I probably won’t eat the liver. I would rather die.
Liver, that black, cold, slimy, gross slab of ickiness that ended up on my plate for dinner sometimes as a kid, I still have nightmares about that.
Whenever my mother put liver on our table for dinner, it was going to be a long, miserable night for all of us, not just me. My sister lost her playmate for the night since I had to sit at the table until I ate it. My mom and dad had to keep pestering me to eat it every time they walked by, and I was ugly about it. I made bad sounds and faces, and I was the picture of angry suffering.
My ability to transmit my emotions of misery into the room was very powerful and effervescent. Eventually, it came to outright rebellion against liver when I couldn’t fake eating it anymore and my parents figured out all my tricks for hiding it. I liked chicken, steak, fish (well, not really), but liver was just atrocious to me. Something about it seemed foul.
Now that I’m an adult I realize why I had that reaction as a child. I must have unconsciously realized that the liver in our body is where some icky processes happen. Even as a child, I felt like I was eating the dirty mop that cleans the floor. Ick! That’s what a liver is, technically. The cleaner. It is also the seat of anger in Chinese medicine. Maybe that’s why I didn’t like it.