A year ago I would feel embarrassed if you’d ask me what my hobbies were. I would stutter something about books and the environment but I would quickly make sure that you knew fighting for animal rights was my priority.
I was so damn ashamed of being interested in more than what happens in slaughterhouses.
The strange thing is that this doesn’t mean I don’t love writing about it and being an activist, it just means that I am a human with diverse interests. I am so much more than my website and my social media accounts.
When I started attending an acting school a few years ago I felt so awful for not being 100% committed to saving animals. I felt so bad that once a week I would pretend I am someone else and entertain others. It had no value compared to being an activist.
Veganism was my whole life.
Today, I look at veganism as something that is a result of my values, just like what I wear and what I read are. It’s an important part of my life and I still love writing this blog and posting on Instagram, but I am at peace with having other interests.
It’s a lifestyle, not a religion. Although there is a definition, there are no rules. You won’t burn in hell if you are gay or trans or promiscuous. You don’t have to impress anybody. There is no god to obey.
I feel more joy when I sit behind my desk and write for the website now that I don’t feel obliged to do it every day. I feel inspired and at ease.
Animals don’t mean any less to me, I just don’t put my freedom in the hands of what someone in the vegan community says I should too.
I don’t want to be a full-time professional activist that has no time to do anything else. It’s an admirable job and I feel inspired by those beautiful people who do it, but I want something else.
I am a vegan but above that I am me.
I will talk to you soon,