The first time I stopped eating meat, 1996, I was 13. •
Deep down I always knew eating meat was wrong. I questioned why we as humans drink milk made for baby cows. I cringed at the red veins I pulled out from my teeth after biting into chicken. I got tummy aches from pork. •
I remember watching the Simpsons, the year 1995, little Lisa Simpson becomes a vegetarian. That episode opened my eyes and I realized I had a choice and I chose to stop eating meat! •
Unfortunately my parents saw this choice as a burden on them. We were a 'meat and potato' kind of family. I managed to stay vegetarian for 3-4 years despite all that, then one day I ate a hot dog and that was enough to 'quit'...a hot dog!? Really?! I felt a collective sigh of relief from my parents, they could just feed me 'normal' food again. •
Fast forward to 2017 when my own daughter told me she wanted to stop eating animals, I told her it meant giving up some foods she loved, but that ultimately I would support her choice and join her by not eating meat as well. Even if this is just a phase for her, I want her to know I fully support her choices and will be there right with her. She chose compassion and she chose to respect life and I respect her so much for making such a huge decision all on her own. •
Deep down I always knew eating animals was wrong. It took me 33 years, but I finally have someone who supports me in that choice, all because I chose to support her. #Hayliaeatplants and I couldn't be more proud!