Like I always thought, the more some beneficial change becomes trendy (rebellious and “everybody’s doing it”), the more trend slaves hop onboard, and then when they flake out (as trend slaves usually do), look out, they go on the attack against what they failed at and spread all sorts of destructive misinformation, as in the “I’m no longer vegan” nonsense so popular today. Some are outright liars from the start, never were vegan, planned from the beginning to come out scathingly against veganism after a while, all in the interest of the industries.
Human corruption on parade, so commonplace these days. Ho hum.
So, in response to all that, and in random order, below are 10 smart, healthy, loyal vegans who prove the lie of the anti-vegan ex-“vegan” trend of late, about 1-1/4 hours of video in total.
I’m with them all on this issue alone, having no idea how they are politically or on other issues and may disagree with them strongly on some things; but on this, “why stay vegan,” I’m with them 100%.
So take your pick or watch them all, they’re all pretty great.
Hey Wendy, it’s been a while; want to go to lunch with me today?
Okay Delia, let’s go to Vinnie’s for pizza.
Wait, I thought you were vegan, they don’t have anything vegan at Vinnie’s.
Oh I quit that last month, I just didn’t have what it takes to stick with it, too much pressure from everyone to “get back to normal.” I was always the odd one out, not eating this, rejecting that, being rude to cooks; always felt weird and like everyone was thinking things about me. I went to a crystal party in April and they had all this fancy snack food set out and all I could eat was some chips and salsa and some drinks. Everyone else was free to eat whatever. I felt so…odd.
But I thought you were vegan not only for your health but because you love animals. Was that not true?
Yes I love animals, but some are just brought into the world as food or whatever people want to use them for; it’s just the way things are. My not eating or using them won’t stop it. Most everyone else is still doing it.
What, are you going to start wearing fur too? Are all those ethics just out the window?
NO, of course I won’t wear fur, or eat veal; I do at least draw a line somewhere, whenever it doesn’t interrupt my comfort anyways. It’s just that as a vegan, the treatment I got from normal people made me always feel like this little boy back in second grade who had all the kids gang up on him and blamed him for something he didn’t do…I’ll never forget his face. I know it sounds weak, but that’s how people made me feel for being vegan.
But you always told me that by your not eating animals you were part of the solution, not the problem, that it was for your soul, for your karma that you were doing it, just as much as for the animals. You said that the more vegans there were, the closer they were to being a majority and making the world a far better place. And, I’ve actually gotten to where I’m mostly vegan now because of things I learned from you, and now you’ve done a 180 and you’re actually back to doing what you said was so horrible?
I know. I don’t know if I was lying more back then, to everyone else, or if I’m lying more now, to myself; but whatever the case, it’s just easier for me to go along and get along, to no longer be the vegan freak that everyone thinks they either have to walk on eggshells around or who they feel free to openly ridicule. I can’t hang out only at vegan potlucks for the rest of my life. I just didn’t have the backbone to rise above all that social pressure and awkwardness, so I gave up on my morals to fit back in with the majority. It’s a huge relief in a way, but also a huge disappointment in myself. And, there’s a big load of guilt about the animals, which I try to cover up by saying I had terrible health problems as a vegan so that I was forced to go back to meat, eggs and dairy, to save my life.
But you were so healthy for all those years, what was it, seven? I never noticed you having any sort of health problems, except for that one time when you were out with the flu. And I’m feeling so much better now after a couple of months of being nearly vegan. So what’s up with the health problems?
Eight years. I didn’t really have any problems, I felt great too; but I listened to all the people telling vegans how they were looking terrible, missing out on all these nutrients, going to lose their teeth, go blind, lose their hair, have their brains dissolve, go insane, get cancer, diabetes, all that. It all stressed me out enough that I started imagining that every little thing was from lack of animal foods. Like once I had a fingernail break off and I panicked, even though I used to have nails break off before I ever quit eating animals. And I’d forget the name of someone I’d just met and thought, uh oh, there goes my brain. Or when I had bad PMS…those sort of things. I kind of half knew I was full of crap, same as now, but I just can’t face being the odd one out again. Not yet anyways. Life’s just easier now. As long as I don’t let my conscience butt in and fill me with shame.
Well I’m fine with being the odd one out, knowing what I know now; am only struggling with giving up the little bit of cheese I might still eat. Everything else I eat is vegan and I’m loving it. If I could just find a vegan cheese that I like, and it wasn’t too expensive. They’re either gross or if good they cost an arm and a leg! It’s just so strange that I used to be questioning you about all this and now here we are just about totally reversed!
Well now you’ve gone and made me feel guilty, but I needed that. In the back of my mind I’m always troubled by what I’m doing now. My way of blocking that out is to bask in the company of other ex-vegans on the internet and hear their tales of malnutrition horror. Which, if their truth is anything like mine, means they’re a bunch of liars. But then I wonder, how could they ALL be lying. Then I realize that I’m totally capable of the same if I wanted to go all out like they do. It’s all just so… unseemly. I do think about coming back to vegan, but then the huge disappointment and ridicule and dire warnings that’ll be dumped on me are just too much to bear. Wish I was a stronger person. I miss my old self.
She’s still in there, Wendy, you just have to let her back in the driver’s seat. You can’t let other people drown out your conscience. Anyhow, why don’t we go to the Green Thumb for lunch later; one lunch without animal products won’t do you in, will it?
Haha, I guess I’ll survive until dinner after that poisonous, anti-nutrient filled, totally sucky, sugar loaded lunch suited only for…no one. It’ll be rough, but nowhere near as rough as the treatment I’ll get if friends and family find out about it.
Hah, I won’t tell anyone if you don’t. I’d say some falafel, hummus and tabouleh wraps with a nice green salad and a fruit smoothie might not kill you. That sound good?
Yes, actually it does, Delia. Meet you at twelve in the lobby!
Well, was that fictional little discussion heavy-handed and trite enough for you? If so, glad it met your expectations, hah. I just wanted to deal in my corny way with what I truly think is the Number One reason behind all this “ex-vegan” nonsense going on these days. Aside from the Wendys of the world, the more flaky trendies who hop on this bandwagon on a whim, the more whiny loudmouthed quitters there will be joining these vegan-bashing forums full of misinformation.
Please don’t let yourself be influenced by such people going through a really lowdown phase in their lives. Always listen to your better self.
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 hairy underarms and legs and seeming to almost fall apart in ranting against these flaky, toxic little people for horribly betraying the animals. She and her man are living totally in nature, off the grid, except for satellite for their internet, so it’s understandable that she’s not a made-up glamor girl any more, and I do admire their strength and fortitude and their sharing the truth that it’s entirely possible to be vegan, totally naturally. My main problem with her is the extreme thinness, which is used commonly (and viciously) to condemn veganism. I just wish she would pack on some healthy pounds, like 20 of them. She may already have begun doing so. She can have my extra 20…hah.
Anyhow, back to these ex-vegans, these vile betrayers. 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.
Quite the wretched waste of a human life, wouldn’t you say?
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.