Veganism

I live a vegan lifestyle. Wait, don’t leave yet! I know it’s the dreaded word. I used to feel the same way. I heard the word vegan and I shut down and ran away. I couldn’t understand how someone could be so dumb to deny themselves delicious, life-altering, and deeply satisfying food. It was mind-boggling and I felt sorry for their lack of understanding of living a good life.

I have long considered myself a foodie, and others also have recognized my knowledge and passion for food. When I first made the change about three and a half months ago, my coworkers and friends laughed because surely I must be joking. Once they realized I was serious, they kind of backed away because surely I must be a having a mental breakdown or have been abducted by aliens or influenced by a cult. Finally, after a few weeks, it was accepted, but understood by everyone that this was a quick experiment, and it would be over soon, even with my insistence that I didn’t feel that way.

My family has taken it the hardest, but it’s understandable as they live in and I was raised in Southern Louisiana, where animal-based food is ingrained and celebrated in the culture. I moved to Houston over 6 years ago, so they blame the “big city” life for the change. My grandpa said my little personal protest won’t help anything, and how can I turn my back to the way I was raised, but he and other family members have now accepted it, even though they don’t understand it.

Every since my grandpa mentioned it being my “little personal protest” I realized he’s right. I know he meant one person can’t affect change, but I have to admit that I haven’t been extremely vocal about it (in order to not offend anyone or make anyone feel uncomfortable). However, it gets harder literally every day┬áto hold in my relatively new realization and not tell the world about it in hopes that I can affect a greater change, even if it is just one person.

Hence, if this blog can reach just one person through a google search of a random topic, and change that person, this would be the ideal purpose of me taking the time to write this blog. It takes a lot of buildup to make the change, but once the connection is made, it can’t be undone (or rather, you don’t want it to be undone).

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