The previous post have been by my boyfriend but as we are making this blog together i wanted to introduce myself as well and how i came to the point of deciding to be vegan.
I've always loved food, it has always been hugely important to me, even as a child. I have to say i have always been one of those people who look to food for comfort and pleasure too. As a child food was something to be seen as a reward, a highlight to the day and i looked forward to my mum's shepherd’s pie or roast dinner. But there where a number of meals though-out my childhood that were less appealing - boil-in-a-bag square of fish in a source with mash and peas or the dreaded, disgusting corned-beef with baked beans and mash... but i had little control over the dinners i ate as a child but found some in hiding biscuits under my mattress.
I was a fat child, and a podgy teenager too. I was often reminded of this, rather meanly by my mother. As a teenager i was not oblivious to how food was made and like to point out the rather gruesome facts of slaughtering, etc around the dinner table but i lacked the drive and confedeince to become a vegetarian as i had only ever known one way of eating. Then my sister went ff to uni and would come back talking of foods that i had never heard of - fancy stir-frys, funny vegetables, sushi, etc. I hoped one day i would go to uni and learn how to cook healthy foods.
Then my mum decided to go on a low carb diet (i now no these to be stupid) which confused me greatly! Where once there had been shepherd’s pie made with mince and mash there was now an alien version with celery and cauliflower-cheese! There was mum and my sister with there 'special' food and my and dad with our regular, 'full-fat' version. How come i wasn't including in this diet? I was fat and greatly saddened by my body and the way i looked (even then i would cry while going underwear shopping). So i did my own thing - cut chocolate then all sweet things and did 80sit-ups a day. It only lasted a couple of months and i was soon back to being the school vacuum and finishing my mate's lunches (not helped my the fact my 6th form was right by 2 take-aways!)
Then i went to uni. Freedom!!! For the first few months it was great! I loved looking up recipes and trying new things. I was way the best cook in my flat. Then came placement of 37.5hour a week of long day shift and night shifts. Good food went to the window and i'm ashamed to say i remember sainsbury's basic sausage rolls playing a large part at the time! My eating became eractic and unhealthy. To cut a long story short, i ended up with an eating disorder, bulimia.
People often think people with ED's hate food, but in actual fact, we love food. I loved researching food, exploring every aspect of it. This opened my eyes to the realities of how food is produced, how it effects the world and what we really should be putting into our bodies. I would look up every sort of diet and lifestyle to find the healthiest, what would treat my body the best? Yes, i wanted to look after my body, i wanted to eat well. I just couldn't. This was not about deprivation - i think too many people ED as one and the same whereas i would say bulimia and anorexia are polar opposites.
Becoming vegan seemed the way forward, and still does. It involves eating in a way that makes so much sense - for me and for the world! I am glad to say i am now recovering from my ED and that the decision to go vegan was not driven by it. I had 18 years of eating for my own self-enjoyment and 3 years of eating for my own self-destruction. I now what to eat for myself, for my environment and for my world.
Thank you
Lydia
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