New jobs coincide with meeting new people. Meeting new people, as exciting as it is, always leads to the same questions about my relationship with vegetables. So tired of the usual conversation that comes with telling people I don't eat meat/dairy/everything Americans eat three times a day. So much, I avoid it as long as possible. But you can only beat around the bush so much with the incessant badgering, the unwillingness to accept that maybe I'm not hungry? Maybe I ate already today? Maybe I don't have an eating disorder, I just refuse to eat certain things, NOT to personally offend you, but because I care about my body/health/planet? I genuinely love all animals (not just domesticated ones) and don't want to cause suffering? I want to be part of the solution! Not the problem (heart disease/cancer/diabetes/obesity/drought/world hunger/etc....) People ask, not really wanting to hear me out, but to listen just long enough to call me extreme and tell me how much they love meat. Did I ask you why you eat the way you do? No. I never do. This problem doesn't seem to go away, but I'll continue standing my ground. Learning the delicate balance between expressing myself calmly (especially when taunted) and biting my tongue. But to be honest, I LOVE hearing people say "I could never do that". Although I try to encourage them that it's all determination, in my head all I can think is "I can. I did, and I am". Mind over fucking matter. Life over death.
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