We talked stuff that works you up, how about things that you do to calm down? What techniques, activities, mantras, stims, etc. do you do to keep yourself comfortable and safe? Feel free to share what you’d like - and something kinda cool is that you might end up helping someone else down the line.
I so get your last paragraph as that how it is with me. One of my goals with buddhist philosophy and mediation is just acceptance of death as I to would like to be able to decide to do it before life becomes to miserable. I also get your second paragraph although my experience is with my wife on eating bugs. Im like im all for it in processed foods (she is a no way, no how type and is actually the same with petri dish meat). Does it matter what the chocolate protein powder is made from if it tastes good. Will the high protein cricket pizza crust matter. I may not want to eat one whole but once its ground down to powder and mixed with other things its just protein. As for the first paragraph I would love to be sorta a lacto-ovo fruitarian. I view milk and eggs to be like fruit of the animal. That being said I am lazy and weak. Coming to terms with my inability to stop eating meat changed my mind about fictional tropes actually. Vampires. I used to think. Oh come now just don’t drink human blood. Now though I think of how meat is with me and I think that if I became a vampire im not sure I would have the strength of character to not prey on the humans I used to be.
Munchy, crunchy cicadas and crickets =P! You know in the situation you’re talking it’s a processing of organic ingredients. Which is way different (and actually pretty healthy) as compared to things like the fire-retardant I just saw them pulling out of sodas in the US (thanks PieFed!). Fruitarians I’ve met have always been peaceful souls but you’ve got to be careful because I am not entire sure about the balance of the meal. It’s why I get the concept behind a majority plant-based diet as a whole. Because vegetables seem to be the simplest way to shovel nutrients and fiber down your gullet. But I will also say, and idgaf what anyone else says - it’s freakin’ HARD to keep up on your protein. And likewise, it’s really easy to miss the mark on certain things. Like I bleed like a stuck pig on my period (whee!) and getting my iron back no matter how much kale I shove into my face always seems like an uphill battle. I was actually medically advised to be omni, and that’s where I am sitting even though my grumpy cheating ass always peddles back. (Just don’t tell nobody). But I will eat chicken sometimes (sigh) and I will be like - oh okay - this is why humans eat meat protein. So they can have puppy power, I get it now.
But most days I am just shoving piles of beans down my throat and smiling like a fiend because eating meat literally makes me gag…which I think you might be talking about right there =P! I often wonder (and worry) about how many dystopian science fiction theories are going to come true. Because universally, across our societies - once we left bands and tribes - we really stopped being egalitarian in form. And instead became something far worse and exploitative. And I am worried (and yes I know we’ve always been exploitative of people in other countries and to some extent) that capitalism isn’t going to stop until the human spirit is demolished.
That was fun food for thought at the bottom there, it’s got me cheesin’ over here! By the by, my mom is in a vegan food cult (as I calls it) - and so I get it. My mom won’t touch a damn thing unless it’s like next-level “clean.”
depending on how often you cheat you may not be able to handle the meat. I had a friend who I thought was vegan as she pretty much said she was but turns out she was just against factory farming. So we had this friends thanksgiving and got a wild caught goose and she had some and well. She did not feel well when it hit her stomach but she had not had meat in years, possibly over a decade.
Oh yeah for sure, I remember I had been a while without meat but wanted to eat something my mom made when I went home and I got so sick that I spent the rest of the day with a fever just gripping my stomach and knocked out on the couch. It was beef, and I think it did me in some kind of way, because I was just in another world after eating it. I think about it some times, but also my gal says pretty often she just thinks my body wasn’t made for meat @_@!!!