Sperm, Egg and Organ Donation

As a young girl going through her last couple of years as a teenager and going through her last year in High School, you, would think that sperm, egg, and organ donning would be furthest from her mind. Well, being me , I gain appeasement from my dormant moods when I debate. It just takes my mind off of things that I feel are unnecessary to dwell on and stress my mind over. The idea of being a donor had sashayed past me and my boyfriend a few times but for some reason it came out full force last night; unintentionally of course. By having his sperm given to another, he sees himself as doing his part in life by giving life.  He doesn’t think it’s a big deal whereas I, “think to deeply about it,” as he tells me. From my perspective I somewhat see something part unnatural, something part disrespectful(organ donning after death), and something that could really benefit the world. Yes, my personality and way of thinking are most if the time contradictory. At this part in our conversation my five year old came out of me. I began to whine about how I would do all of my good deeds while I’m alive. I claimed that I would become a rich Veterinarian and donate my money to important causes. He thought that my decision was fine and it was my body so I could do whatever I choose to do. However, at this point I was eager to engage deeper into the conversation but at the same time I wanted to speed to a new topic. I asked him if we were to have a child would he just go and donate sperm for another female. hm. I suppose that’s jealousy. Naturally he sees organ donning and sperm donning as two separate things but her feels the same way about them . In MY mind I put them into the same category. I told him that I couldn’t do it because  I would feel too guilty about giving away my own flesh and blood or rather my DNA at that state, to be birthed by someone else and very possible at random. It’s eerie to me that I may never see that child after it’s born. I feel that it also makes the world closer than comfort I asked him what if we were to have a child and her were to donate sperm of if I were to donate an egg, and when our children were born, then somewhere down the road, they were to become infatuated with one another. He was attempting to explain that this sort of things happens anyway and on a daily, but he still wasn’t talking to someone who was willing to act her age. He knows that I’m not trying to change his opinion because he has a right to change his opinion because he has a right to have his own but I think that this is just something  that will never sit right with me.