Hey everybody. My name (on this site at least) is Chip. I got the name from the pint of Chocolate Chip ice cream that is inadvertently on my floor for some reason I don't really understand. I wish I got some of it. Oh well.
I became vegetarian about a year ago when my then girlfriend, now fiance, met in real life for the first time. We met online, and anyone that scoffs at that can go right ahead. It was the classic tail. Boy meets girl, girl is activist, boy loves girl, boy becomes vegetarian to please her, but ends up becoming vegan because he really cares, boy proposes. See, classic.
The online part is important because we live 1000 miles away from each other. Being away is hard, but I made regular trips to see her whenever I could. During the last trip I planned to stay for 2 weeks, but on the last day, when she started to cry because I was leaving I made the choice to stay. I called my work, told them to screw themselves and settled in for the long haul.
I lived there for 6 months, during my time there I was vegan, and had no problem being so since the entire household was vegan. After those 6 months though, it became apparent that living there was too costly and decided to move back home to try and build a career so I can bring her up here to live for the rest of our lives.
This is where everything fell apart. Once I moved back home with the parents it became apparent they didn't expect me to have come back. Everything of value I owned was gone, I didn't even have a bed anymore. I pieced together, but I'm not going to lie, I was broken because of it all.
I'm what you would call a hardcore gamer. Not the stereotypical fanboy gamer you see on G4. I play games because I love them, and I don't give a damn what system it's on, if it's a game and it's well made, I'll play it. I may not like them all, I may even get disgusted and turn it off before I've completed the tutorial levels. But overall, I love every one. Keeping that in mind, you can imagine what of mine was sold off. If you're still guessing I'll tell you. Games. Every last one of my games worth anything was gone.
Granted I took enough games with me to Florida beforehand that most of the essentials are still safe on my womans bookshelf. But still...
That was personal infraction #1, and what a big ass number one it is.
#2 is what lead me here in the first place. I'm vegan, or, I'd like to be. As soon as I moved into my house it became apparent that being vegan just wasn't going to fly here. I could send you a picture of my fridge as it is right now. Meat, lots and lots of meat. Must be 50 pounds of the **** in there. Cold cuts, pork chops, steak, bacon, ground beef, salmon, you name it. I manged to get myself a block of tofu and a box of Boca burgers. They are tucked in there somewhere between the dead cow and the dead pig. My family isn't vegan, they aren't vegetarian, and they are barely omnivores. My mom has been on the Atkins diet for a long while now, and she pretty much eats meat sandwiches between two slices of pork. The best part? I had a box of Boca burgers, as I've already stated. My brother... ate them. But didn't like them, so he fed them to the dog.
He is not vegetarian, I have not pressured him to be vegetarian, and honestly don't care if he is. But when he eats one of the few things in the house I can consume (and puts real bacon on it too) I get furious. And more than a little sad. People of Veggie Boards, I live in a vegans hell. I make due with whatever I can eat. More often than not all they make is meat. And if I'm lucky I can get them to add ground beef to the sauce after I've gotten my plate of spaghetti. They usually make stew, and wonder why I don't just pick the meat chunks out of the slop. Or why I refuse mashed potatoes cooked with chicken broth.
I don't know what to do, finding a job is far harder than it ever used to be. With most places not calling back at all, I have to make due with whatever foods I can get. It's getting hard, I have been called every name in the book dealing with vegans, and have to deal with going without food sometimes because my parents outright refuse to cook 2 different meals.
That's all I can say about me, any questions? comments? suggestions? I appreciate all.
