When I was 3 years old I decided that the consumption of any meat was wrong. I then refused to eat meat in any form, shortly after my father stopped eating meat also.
This morning (well, very late night whatever you want to call it) after much thought I decided to revert my decision, and cooked and ate red meat. I ate two pieces of pork, my first meat in nearly 13 years. Taking the first bite was a hard thing to do, and I didn’t care for the taste much, probably just because I was so nervous about doing it.
I feel guilt now; it has always been a very big part of me. And I have always been completely obsessive and dedicated to my vegetarianism, right down to gelatine in sweets or rennet in cheese.
I hate to think of what happened as a childhood phase, and I still have many doubts about if or not my choice is correct.
If anybody here has any experience or advice I would be very grateful,