By now, after witnessing for several years the barrage of kudos-basking, triumphant, “recovering,” self-righteous ex-“vegans” on the web, I’ve become literally put to sleep by them anymore. Really, I get an intense yawn attack and nearly nod off when seeing the same old same old schlock emanating from the webcams and/or keyboards of these toxic little people. A few words are all I need and I’m gone from there. Seriously would rather watch paint dry, or other such clichés.
So if I’m so bored, why write an article on them?
Well, because I’m seeing some popular vegan web personalities stressing out, overcome with anger and sadness, and literally going crazy online in response to all this hugely popular ex-vegan fiction.
To you vegans who rant and rave and look like a hot mess doing so…
Do you realize the enjoyment anti-vegan propagandists get from your stressing out so much that you neglect your own health and come across as sickly, crazy and obsessed? Can you see how these ex-“vegans” use you to bolster their excuses for supposedly quitting (as if you can quit something you never really were)?
There’s a famous vegan lady on youtube who I won’t name who put out a video where she looks like a concentration camp prisoner, showing off unshaved underarms, unkempt hair, looking pretty much like a hot mess while seeming to almost fall apart in ranting against these flaky, toxic little people for betraying the animals.
Well, what else would you expect from those people? Strength, honesty, loyalty, anything truly kind, unselfish and beneficial? That would be absurd. They evidently never did give a damn about the animals. Such people are by definition…betrayers. And who wants betrayers as part of any meaningful cause, any serious effort to improve the way people are?
But I do fully understand the sadness and anger.
These ex-vegan storytellers really are a great tool for the animal using industries, since their lies are frightening to the unknowing. Their stories of almost dying, hair and teeth falling out, digestive devastation, etc., etc., frightened me away from being vegan long ago, so I know very well how it works. Even back in the late 1980s–early 90s, these agents would write letters to the editor of Vegetarian Times magazine, which I subscribed to, with the exact same tales of devastation from lack of dead animals, their eggs and their milk in our diets. One creative writer warned of blindness from being vegan! I was sufficiently frightened so that I gradually started eating dairy and eggs again, until they were often a regular part of my diet, and fish even became an occasional addition.
Was I ashamed? Yes, and even with no vegans condemning me. Had I had any health problems being vegan for about three years before then? Nope. Did I feel any better with the animal products back in my diet? No, to the contrary. What did happen was that I overate like crazy from the casein effect (opiate/appetite stimulant) in the dairy products and gained a mass of weight over the next 19 years of being mostly vegetarian, sometimes vegan, and occasional fish eater.
See, I really was devastated, by being EX-vegan.
After struggling with being overweight all my life since about age 6, eating lots of meat/dairy/eggs, and being up around 180 pounds for most of my young-adult life, I finally got down to a nice light weight (about 120) after being vegan from 1986 to 1989, but that was all over after the eggs, cheese, milkshakes and yogurt, etc., were back. In just a few years I got up to over 200 pounds, at 5’3”. Not fun, at all. And I had heart palpitations, high blood pressure, chronic serious constipation, and was likely on the way to being diabetic as well…and with diabetes comes the vision impairment (retinopathy) and possible blindness those damned fear propagandists had frightened me with!
We ex-ex-vegans are not the sort that would condemn veganism by painting it as dangerous. Even though I’d been scared by those letters to the editor, I didn’t quite believe them 100%, since I’d felt and looked too good being vegan, and knew that any “missing nutrients” could be gotten either by adding more foods or a supplement or two to the routine. Nothing at all difficult. It was, however, much more (falsely) comfortable to live in society as a non-vegan, so that was a big part of my failure.
I finally said to hell with all that in early 2009, with the great help of “preachy” vegan knowledge being shared on the internet, since I’d gotten my first ever web-capable home computer at the end of 2008. Went back to being vegan then and never looked back, and it really was the best decision (for health and peace of mind) in my life. I’d never stopped being guilty about the animals, but had convinced myself that buying “cage free” or “humane” animal products on occasion was at least something.
Well no, it wasn’t, it was BS.
So, I’m an ex-ex-vegan…the sort that animal ag propagandists like to pretend does not exist. But we’re many, probably far more in number than all these ex-“vegans” we hear incessantly about today. And we’re now here to stay. And we will not be driven insane or otherwise made ill by online twits out to destroy the vegan cause.
In contrast to my sort of ex-vegan, this new breed of ex-“vegans” are quite the caustic bunch of betrayers. They work at numbing their minuscule sense of guilt by painting vegans and veganism as the villains instead of facing themselves head-on and admitting the truth, whether it is that they were simply experimenting with a diet trend to be different, rebellious, or whatever, and are now on to the next trend (such as raw meat, sun gazing, flat earth belief, etc., yes really); or their whole story is a complete fabrication and they simply are out to destroy veganism by whatever means necessary. Or something else equally foul.
So, don’t let them waste yours by making you sick with anger and sadness. Keep on your right track and spread the good word to other strong, compassionate people who are not betrayers. We need good, reliable people, not just people. Many people are damaged, never grew past the “me me me what’s in it for me!” stage of thoughtless hedonism, so let the opposition have those people. We’ll take the rest, as long as we don’t scare them off by our falling apart in the face of all this toxicity piled upon us.
Blow it off like a bomb, be immune.
Keep on your proper path, don’t be led off track into ill-health and suffering from the toxicity of sorry people. When you’ve been somehow directed to some more I’m-not-vegan-anymore nonsense, give their forever recited toxicity a nice big yawn and move quickly along to much better things. That’s my advice anyways, and I’ll do my best to follow it, too.
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