McDonald's and me - NO supersize

Hello!

 

 

 

Sorry I haven't written for so long.

I was not feeling well, had a depressive phase that lasted til Sunday, reaching its climax on Saturday when I spent the whole day in bed, not wanting to get out, ever. On Sunday my best friend picked me up and almost forced me to a walk where we talked a lot.

 

She told me I was looking old and tarnished, like I was not getting enough nutrients, and that she thought this all was because of my vegan diet... she asked me "what if, for your own health, you eat a bit of 'normal' food every now and then? You can still say a silent 'thank you' to the animals..."

 

Then she had her husband take us to McDonald's.

Yes, you read right.

McDonald's.

The place no vegan would ever enter.

 

And I had a McChicken and another burger with chicken and bacon.

And - why should I lie to you? - it tasted good.

 

 

Yesterday I went to the community house where I have lived before and told them that I was feeling overwhelmed by the thought of having to cook for myself every day, that I didn't know how to balance my diet. They offered I come eat at the community kitchen every day, there is a vegetarian meal, but I can also have meat when I feel like it.

 

 

So, this is resolved.

 

 

I am sorry, my vegan friends.

But my own health is first, and I really feel better now as flexitarian.

 

I might very well go back to vegan,

but only after I know how to balance the nutrients,

and not only eat bread and spread day after day.

Because this might be vegan,

but it's not healthy.

 

 

A "normal", healthy diet will be mine from now on.

 

And a daily walk of at least half an hour.

 

 

 

Ok, gotta go. See you here soon.