I have been vegan for 18 years. I have been out of the closet (openly gay) since 1990for 24 years.
So I am used to dealing with folks who are openly and verbally judgmental towards vegans/veganism and gays/sexual minorities.
Being used to it, many times I just shrug it off. Sometimes I engage in a kind way, especially when it comes to legal marriage or what the Bible says about married gay men living in the 21st century who want to have sex. Or when someone asks "do they really hurt the animals?"
And seldom does this negativity get to me.
Until the other day.
When talking about leaving some vegan food aside for a future day, someone I do not know said "well you definitely don't need to worry about me touching it!" They just said it, not directed to me, but as a public announcement.
Inside I became enraged. Like, WTF. Like, was that really necessary?
The rage stayed inside me for hours. It was tough to let go.
I did, finally.
I do not want to be angry, or carry anger. I don't understand why people judge or shame or ridicule. I don't like it. So the easiest thing for me is to not become those people.
After all, I can't change people. I can only control me.
I like being kind and loving. And I like being vegan and gay.
Thanks for reading.
Gay and vegan in the burbs (of Los Angeles). I blog about veganism, equality, compassion, activism, politics, spirituality and the awesome life experiences of The Gay Vegans. The "s" includes my husband, Mike! I believe that we all have more in common than not and that we all have the power to be the voice of the voiceless. I want this blog to be a tool for me to build bridges amongst communities and those with differing opinions.
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