Growing up in Indiana, like everyone else, I was raised eating meat. It seemed like we had to have meat for every meal or it was missing substance. I liked the taste of it most of the time so I never minded. As I became older, I developed a love for animals. Like diets, I have had many failed attempts at going pescatarian or vegetarian. It has been something I have wanted to do for a while now due to my morals. I could never fully commit because I have no self-control, and other people would deter me from the idea. It took about a year for me to cut out red meat, and ever since February of 2018 I have happily gone without it. The final straw was when I decided look up how we get our meat. I watched a few slaughterhouse videos of the beef and pork industry. The fear in the animals expressions and their attempts to escape death broke my heart. It wasn’t an easy switch but it was necessary for my clean conscience. Since February I have ate everything my family has, but without meat. Once I got use to my new diet I don’t miss, or crave pork or beef. It is easy to substitute out meat for other ingredients in recipes. I had to make a breakfast dish for my blogging class. so I decided to go for something savory and made an egg and hash brown casserole. The recipe called for bacon so I substituted it for sautéed mushrooms and onions, and it ended up just as good. I do still eat chicken and fish, but I am working my way up to becoming a full vegetarian. I am proud of myself for sticking to my beliefs and not letting temptation control me. Don’t let anyone tell you how to live your life, or make you feel foolish for the way you choose to live it. I know me choosing to not consume these animals won’t stop them from dying, but at least their blood won’t be on my hands. I urge you to think about what you put in your mouth more carefully, think about the life these animals had, or could have had if you hadn’t taken it away.
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