We’ve switched to a plant-based diet and it feels great. I didn’t realize how much hidden guilt I have over consuming other sentient beings. Or how much unacknowledged anxiety I had with cooking raw meat. Seriously, I don’t miss the stress of having a dedicated chopping board for meat, making sure internal temperature reaches 165 degrees, the threat of many food-borne illnesses.
Now that I am no longer cooking meat, I feel much more relaxed even if the kids hang out in the kitchen with me. I have a safer, cleaner kitchen just by switching to a plant-based diet.
I feel as if I am becoming a person with a clean conscience as well as a healthier body.
Do I miss eating meat? No, I don’t. I made curry the other night and I didn’t miss it at all.
And another thing: cooking is faster now, since I don’t have to wait for the meat to cook.
And I haven’t been this light in almost five years. Winning!