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I have not written a blog on being a non-meat eater since becoming one in 2010, coincidentally around the same time I diagnosed my own cervical cancer. In 2012, I gave up milk, and I absolutely loved milk, but I loved cows more and what has been happening in the dairy industry far outweighs my desire for milk. I'm also convinced milk isn't all that healthy for me. I have zero desire for it, which surprises me.
I still eat eggs from chickens I've met, and only from humans I personally know to be good to their chickens. I don't know what took me so long to be in sync with my love for all animals. I don't know why I didn't long ago take a stand against killing animals to feed me. I was an animal lover for as long as I can remember. My earliest memory was at age three. It was the day we got the puppy I grew up loving like a sibling.
I wish I better understood the years I lived in hypocrisy. I can call it that with hindsight, because that's what it was and I was a hypocrite. I was eating pork when pigs were living in crates, not able to stand or walk around. (I did quit pork first of all the meats when I discovered the horrors.) The terror chickens currently go through makes me shudder. And cows. Those poor creatures are mercilessly clobbered in the head and die horrendously painful deaths, not to mention the very sad lives most live before being murdered.
I even remember foolishly feeling glad I was an animal activist who still ate meat. I thought people would listen to me better because I wasn't one of them. It's a rationale I find embarrassing and ignorant now, yet it sheds light on helping me understand that many good people will continue eating meat without regret, and maybe even with pride and indignation. I did, so how can I judge or preach? I'm mostly a quiet vegetarian-almost-vegan. I don't make a big deal about it. I rarely bring it up. I don't like preaching about it, but maybe I should. Maybe I should find ways to educate, inspire and help bring change to the mass killings. Is my silence just another form of hypocrisy? Until writing this, it had not occurred to me I might be guilty of this. That's one of the many benefits of blogging. I learn things about myself.
So .... I will give more thought to this issue and will let you know how that turns out.
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