SIX more days before I will allow myself to eat meat again, if I want to. Which I'm not sure I will. I've gotten so used to not having meat that it doesn't bother me much anymore, what bothers me is the inconvenience of being vegetarian. I think that's the biggest challenge of all, something I have overcome and the one thing that I will remember the most from this experience.
When you tell people you are a vegetarian, you are stamping your forehead with FREAK, HEALTH NUT, HIPPIE, etc. It's quite discouraging and sometimes even pisses me off when people get extremely skeptical and go off on how I am skinny enough or how meat is delicious and they could never do it. I feel like I'm constantly defending myself and I get tired of it.
And I also feel bad when people go out of their way to accommodate my dietary preferences. Like yesterday, after a few drinks, some friends and I were hungry but we debated for the longest time over where to eat since they wanted to go somewhere that had things I could eat. And my only objection was LocoBoyz.
Or later on yesterday, when I was helping my girlfriend make spring rolls and she asked me tentatively if I could still eat the shrimp if it touched the beef flanks that we were preparing next to it.
There is still much to learn about living life as a vegetarian...not only on the different meals I consume, but also the reputation that comes with it.
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