Join Date: Feb 2010
Location: In the depths of N'Kai
I randomly got upset when I was 10 after my dad brought home some chicken BBQs. My favorite meat! But when I was eating it, I noticed that it wasn't really an it... I got the awful feeling that I was eating a dead body. It had bones, and tendons, and veins, and it just didn't seem right. I moped around the rest of the day before deciding to go vegetarian, and asked my mom, who had been a vegetarian in the past, to go with me. She thought it was a great idea. My dad was a bit less pleased, but he put up with it.
I eventually learned about the true evils of the meat industry (And gelatin/other hidden animal ingredients - agh! I went two years before even knowing that!) and after going to farm sanctuary at the age of 12, I knew I had to go vegan, so I did. And here I am, 13, vegan, with a vegan mom and a slightly annoyed omnivore dad.
I never had any extreme problems with parents and meat, but I know some people do.
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