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Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Sandwiches Come From Arby's, Which I Will No Longer Be Eating At

unless they offer meatless options but I'm gonna go with no

Okay.  Rapidly, I am coming to a very important and life-changing decision:

I am going to cut chicken, beef, turkey, and pork from my diet. (I don't eat any other meats, besides fish, if you count that ((and i know most people do i'm just covering my bases here)) )

Completely.  Forever (probably.).

Look, I just can't eat those things anymore.  They make me sick.  Sick for hours--days.  My belly will hurt so much, I won't get out of bed for days.  I had a croissant dog from Sonic the other day and I felt the damn thing as it traveled through my entire digestive system.  It felt like fire.

You think I'm kidding.  The entire path.

It always feels like fire, when the pain comes.  It feels as if I swallowed a match and it stayed lit the entire time inside of me because it was HELL-FIRE I SWALLOWED HELL-FIRE.

I can still eat fish, however, so I will (and I just can't give that up..maybe one day in the far future, but not now.).  But as for the heavy stuff, well. Bye.  You won't be missed. I never really cared for chicken anyway. (yeah, i'm still a monster so...)

I'll miss boneless ribs, though.  And burgers (my brother can make a mean hamburger patty mmhmm omg).  And sausage.  Oh boudin. Ohhhhh roast beef sandwiches, I knew ye well. I was picky about my bacon, though.

I'm not really gonna call myself a vegetarian (primarily because of the fish thing), but that doesn't mean I'm putting them down, so don't get upset at me please.

Oh and well I guess I'm not really all that altruistic because I'm not really...doing this for the animals... I mean, I love them.  I do.  But I... well, maybe.  Maybe??? In any case, it's not the primary reason for my change.  That's a complicated subject and I will keep my opinions about it to myself.

Anyway... It's not going to be easy, I know.  All of my friends, and all of my family are meat-lovers.  I was, too, until it became unbearable.

Except for my mother.  Out of all of us, she has the biggest heart.  She's the one most likely doing this for the animals more than for her health.  She agreed to stop eating (most) meat with me!  I'm glad that I won't have to do it alone.  My mom likes to follow healthy trends/fads (she's doing the juicing thing right now) but never really keeps to any of it. Mostly, I think, because she's had to do it herself and unless you have the determination and force of will of Batman or Doctor Doom, it's nearly impossible to keep up motivation all by yourself.

I've been to the doctor a thousand times or so trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with me.  Well, part of it was my gallbladder and now it's gone, but I'm still having terrible issues.  I hope that this dietary change will answer some very big questions for me.

Of course, I'm still gonna go back to doctor to be absolutely sure that I'm not being damaged by my stomach bonfire events, but this is a good start to feeling better, I think.

it hurts just to wake up whenever you're wearing thin

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