I’m going vegan.
This has been something I’ve been thinking about for a while, and for the last year or so have mostly just been thinking “Yeah, someday…” about. After having a few conversations with a couple of vegan friends of mine, recently, though, my feeling of moral discomfort over funding the things that happen in the animal products industry reached a tipping point a little over a week ago. With a little less ignorance, and suddenly significantly less ability to rationalize, I decided it was time to go for it.
I wasn’t even vegetarian before, so I more or less, as a friend put it, went “from zero to vegan” in the space of about a week.
It has been a surprisingly easy transition so far. My diet didn’t consist of a whole lot of animal products before, and the ones that it did consist of have been fairly easy to replace. The transition would’ve been much more difficult a year ago, but these days all I really had to do was find substitutes for milk, cream cheese, and turkey. So far, coconut milk, fake cream cheese, and soy curls have been sufficient for that. I will very much miss steak fajitas at Chipotle, and a few other types of going out foods, but so far this has been a pretty simple transition.
One of the things I have noticed is that I feel significantly more uncomfortable than I ever did before owning other things made of animal products. Floggers, for example (seriously, does anyone know anyone who makes decent floggers that aren’t made of leather?). Deciding to go vegan has meant I’ve more or less abandoned the rationalizations I was using to not be vegan, which has meant that the full weight of moral discomfort associated with animal products is now something I’m experiencing about a variety of things all at once.
I don’t have a whole lot of insightful things to say about the experience yet, but perhaps those will come in time. At the very least, I have managed to put yet another topic between this blog and the “have a single topic of focus” rule of blogging.