But lets not jump right into that mess, lets remember how we got here, if you know anything about me, you know that I "would never say anything unless it is worth taking a long time to say". I live by that philosophy, ask anyone (seriously, go ask). So this started three years back with a binge of PB&J's and Spaghetti dinners since I had no clue how to eat vegan. Now, as much as I like both of those things, I really don't eat them very much. I have matured.
I got on Twitter and Blogger over the next few months, and before I got going I was all but assured that the craving for meat would go away in a few months and by 6 months I would be put off even being around animal products. I was a bit skeptical, but I had originally given this whole movement about 6 months anyways, so lets see. Keep in mind, I hadn't had a cigarette in years too, and I've wanted one every day. Still do. I wrote a sexy blog about them back in 2010. So since I never lost the craving for a good smoke, I doubted I would lose the craving for meat. In fact, while I was digging through my blog I ran across this gem I would have to say that there is still a lot of truth in that. A lot of favorite items in that. And many vegans loath bacon. Yes my friends, I know, "Bacon had a Mom". But some days, I want to eat that bitch on toast.
So if you look at my blog over the years, I mention this struggle many times. So what I am saying should really come as no real surprise to anyone. This is going to be a battle for a long time, if not forever. This is where I try not to think too hard. This past week I was in Tupelo, MS. I seriously considered going out for a southern breakfast by myself. No one would know me, no one would question me. Like I was indulging in some fantasy far away from home, with no chance of getting caught. I wanted to cheat, but I knew what would happen. The same thing that would happen if I went outside right now and smoked a cig. It would not be enough. I would want one in the morning. And, I would find a way to justify it. So I would have another, and another. I would be smoking half a pack in a weeks time. I fear the same with food. So oddly enough, fear keeps me vegan.So I'll leave this for now as I explore why after three years, despite how much more more I understand vegan-ism, and how I understand the cruelty of the animal industry, and that I have not eaten any of these products (to my knowledge) in three years, I still crave fried chicken and yes bacon. My wife cant stand to be around the stuff. That's where I thought I would be. I think about it every day, then I think about having a smoke after. Its a good thing I don't have a drinking problem.
Yet.
