Happy (belated) New Year, everybody! I hope that the holidays were filled with love and yummy vegetables for each and every one of you. I ended up going out to eat for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day dinner, at two different fancy restaurant with very limited yet nonetheless delicious vegan grub. Vegetable curry was involved. Anyways, the holidays got me thinking about my family, my life, my upbringing, and how lucky I am. If you don’t mind, I’d love to share.
I grew up privileged, there’s no way to deny it. It always strikes me at random moments, as well as some not-so-random moments, like when I see people begging for food or when I hear another story about violence fueled by racism. The holidays are another time when I get to thinking about how extremely fortunate of a life I was born into. I was never once faced with concerns about whether I would be able to eat dinner, whether I would be too cold to sleep, or whether I would be unsafe in my neighborhood. I always lived in nice areas and my parents were loving.
I was nineteen when I watched the documentary Earthlings which exposed everything I never wanted to know, but needed to know, about the meat, dairy, egg, circus, and breeding industries, among others. It should be classified as a horror film. It made the decision very, very easy.
My parents, who I lived with at the time, were skeptical of my new decision, but supportive. They paid for the groceries I asked for and even tried bites of my meals here and there. I see now that I may not have fully appreciated that, because lately I’ve heard more and more stories about adolescents and young adults attempting to be vegetarian or vegan but being thwarted by familial or cultural barriers. I’ve heard of parents saying, “If you want to be vegetarian, you can buy your own groceries,” or, “If you live under my roof, you’ll eat what I eat,” or simply, “We eat meat in this family.”
There are also those who are “thwarted” by financial issues. The quotation marks do not in any way demean those with financial struggles, but rather are there because the idea of a vegetarian or vegan diet being expensive is a massive misconception. With the internet allowing such accessible information, it only takes the press of a button to find hundreds of filling, delicious vegan meals that only cost a few dollars. Think: rice/beans/spinach/salsa, pasta/marinara/broccoli, chili/toast, vegetable soup, etc. You get the idea. It’s do-able. But while that’s a vital point to address, it’s a bit beside the one I’m really trying to make.
My point is that lately I’ve been feeling a lot of gratitude for the fact that I was able to make the transition to a cruelty-lifestyle so smoothly, because I know that it’s not so easy for others. I had the support of my family and I lived in an area where fresh produce and vegan staples and treats were widely available. I still do, and for that I’m immeasurably grateful. I want to send love to everybody out there who is attempting, but struggling for whatever reason, to make the transition. I sincerely hope it works out for you, because nobody deserves to be hindered or punished for trying to do the right thing for themselves, for the animals, and for the world. Good luck with 2016, everybody!