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It’s kind of sad that wanting people, regardless of their financial situation, to be able to enjoy life in some small way opens yourself up to being called a communist. Not that it is really an insult, it’s just sad that being decent is such an anomaly.
Poor people have birthdays too. They may even enjoy lobster on such days. True story.
This is the very definition of anti-American.
I’m not against fatness in general. I don’t even look “fat”. But my pants are tight and my underwear barely fits and every time I sit on the toilet I get an eyeful of these huge thighs, which triggers some horrible gender dysphoria every time I have to take a piss. So I’m going vegan.
No, I’m not just indiscriminately going vegan (to all you who are reminding me that a diet of beer and french fries can technically fit in that diet). I just did a diet assessment and realized that at least 1/3 of the calorie-laden foods I ought to avoid are dairy, and since I’ve been vegetarian for a year and a half now, it’s not a huge leap to go animal-free. I’m also cutting out restaurant food other than a few specific social events, and alcohol outside of the same. Simple carbs and processed fats are on the naughty list, with complex carbs on the nice list.
I really need to collect veggies like my life depended on it. This is where I realize how privileged I am that I can purchase fresh produce. Yes, there was a time when I was so poor and overworked both that I was underweight and malnourished from the stress. But the fact is that most of the working poor have far greater access to a huge-ass coffee/donut combo for $1.59 from the corner gas station than they do to brown rice and beans and green peppers and asparagus etc from the “local” grocery store. I know I avoid thinking about food till I’m running late and fast food is my only option, as opposed to doing the healthy (and delicious!) thing and filling up the crock pot the evening before (which, again, I’m privileged to a stable home life where slow cooking is an option).
So here’s to hoping my ADHD doesn’t get the better of me, and I find a way to make my new-found veganism something that is viable in the long-term.