The vegan bandwagon, that is. Boy, I was on my way. I was 90% there. I saw the finish line. I couldn’t wait to declare myself a bona-fide, tried and true vegan.
And you start eating things that are not a part of the vegan regimen. I tried to give up cheese, I really did. But vegan cheese is disgusting. Don’t even try it. Just take my word for it.
I really was committed to this new lifestyle, but let me tell y’all…being vegan is hard. It’s not just getting used to eating things you never ate before, it’s all the substitutions. “Substitute egg in a recipe with such-and-such”. Ummm, okay but I don’t have any such-and-such. Now I have to go to the store and purchase the such-and-such, just so I can make muffins that don’t have egg in them.
It was just too time-consuming.
And every time, I thought, hey I got this… I really didn’t have it. Slowly, I added dairy back in. I realized I missed yogurt and ice cream and baking.
With real eggs.
I missed fish and having a good bowl of clam chowder, so I added fish back into the food mix.
And I am starting to feel better.
Cause you see folks, I have been tired. Tired, exhausted, any other adjectives to describe wanting to permanently attach myself to my couch. And that’s no way to live. I thrived with the vegan lifestyle during the summer, but last month I hit a wall. Big time. This way of life just ain’t for me. Mama needs some nourishment.
So for now, I am no longer a vegan. I don’t know what I am… a vegetarian most days, a flexitarian other days? I’m not sure, but I am not going to label myself.
Being a vegan does work for a lot of people; there are countless stories of people who have been vegan for years and never looked back. But I also believe that every single person is different and one has to listen to what their body is telling them. I’m trying to feel better, and not be so tired. I need my energy levels back up.
I need to get back to being me again.