I went vegetarian back in 1989. I flipped a switch. Went cold tofurkey. And I didn't even find it all that difficult.
I realized pretty quickly that philosophically I was really meant to be a vegan. I believed in the principles of veganism. So every year, for several years, I made "going vegan" my New Year's Resolution.
And every year I failed.
Oh, I made progress. I became vegan outside my body long before I went vegan. I stopped buying leather, suede, wool, silk, even leather interiors in my cars.
But I always "failed" at being vegan. And you can guess: It was the dairy that was my downfall. but perhaps even more: It was my own mind that was my downfall.
You see, I didn't plan well; I didn't prepare well; I didn't set myself up for success when I traveled. And then I would think "This is too hard." And I would crumble. And I would allow one crumble to drive me to throw up my hands and admit total and complete defeat.
Now, back in the early 90s it certainly was very different. There were no Whole Foods or Trader Joes. Safeway didn't carry vegan alternatives. Restaurants looked at you like you were speaking a foreign language should you dare to ask what was vegan. The world has changed plenty making it much easier to be vegan.
But I also changed my approach and my mindset. Back in 2006, when that switch flipped again, and I knew I should try again to be vegan (after nearly a decade of not trying at all), here's what I did differently:
1. I started this blog. When this blog started I used to simply post my daily menu. The idea was to track what I was eating, and to track when I had an issue...and to identify what was confounding me about this process. I didn't have any readers at first, so my blog was literally a food diary. Then when people started commenting, I realized people were actually reading, so I used ot feel this pressure to tell a little story about each day's menu. Eventually that grew too pressure-packed for me, so I decided to back off and not keep a food diary, but just blog whatever struck me whenever it struck me. I'm not sure anyone even reads anymore (inconsistency and lack of focus can do that to a blog) but that's OK. I'm just doing what I can do.
2. I gave up the perfectionism. If I crumble, that just means I have to forgive myself and get back on the horse, and, too, that I should try to figure out how to avoid the same mistake again. Yes, planning makes a different. Preparation makes a difference. Yes, travel is hard...foreign travel is really hard. No, I admit, I am not perfect.
But here's the thing: I am not vegan for *you*. I am vegan to live up to my own ideals and for the animals. I have to live with myself about my failings...I don't have to actually live with *you* about them.
(You being the monolithic critical judgmental plural you, not you, specifically, dear reader!)
I di what I can do, until I can do better. And that's what I hope everyone does.
I am not the person who will criticize the meat eater who's anti-fur.
I am not the person who will criticize the ethics-based vegetarian because they haven't yet gone vegan.
I will be glad for what they are doing, even as I hope to encourage them to do more.
Between someone doing something and someone doing nothing, I will choose something every time.
That is how I roll.
So, bring it. Are you a perfectionist?
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