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Originally Posted by Mat Sklansky
Have you talked more about this journey somewhere on the forums?
I'd be interested to hear more details. I have stopped eating pigs because it feels like eating dogs and i wouldn't knowingly eat a dog. That may be as far as it ever goes for me, but i'd like to hear your experience with this.
I have not, but I'll gladly share. There two key moments which triggered my shift:
I went to a steak house for a work meeting. This was when I was in my morally ambivalent phase. I always heard Veal is good meat, but never tried it. I ordered it, and sure, it tasted good, though not much better than any other steak, but good taste does imply a good experience. The next morning a few coworkers crowded around me and asked what I ordered. I muttered "Veal". They obviously didn't hear me, so they asked "What?", and I was forced to repeat, but louder and clearer the second time. If I couldn't answer plainly to what I ate due to shame and the fear of being judged (though no one really would), then what the hell was I doing eating meat? That too Veal?
Roughly a year later, the second experience is when my father passed away, coincidentally today being his death anniversary. Needless to say, it was the most painful and shocking day of my life, and I never want to create, contribute or celebrate that type of pain, regardless whether animals share the exact experience as human loss or not. I saw it as a time of rebirth, a time to make good changes in life.
I'd like to hear other people's stories as well.