I remember the very first time that I found out what beef and pork meant. I was a kid. I cried. I was disgusted and so incredibly upset. But somehow, I chose to put it out of my mind.
And from that point on, I kept myself in the dark. I didn’t want to listen to what people had to say about animal cruelty or learn anything about the meat industry. I just wanted to eat what I liked without feeling any guilt.
I always thought that vegetarians were weird and I never understood why anyone would “deprive” themselves. I also thought that having vegetarian friends was so annoying because I thought they “couldn’t eat anything” and I found it so difficult to eat together. I actually said once, “Who cares? The animals are going to die anyway.” Ahhhh *cringe*! When I was in university, I went to a (raw) vegan restaurant with my friend Leo to try out, and I remember absolutely hating it, and saying to him, “I WILL NEVER EVER GO VEGAN!!!” Oh how times have changed!! Hahah.
So, what happened????
But one day, it just clicked. I didn’t want to be a hypocrite anymore and contribute to unnecessary cruelty. Aaaand I went vegan! 🙂
What’s your story?
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