A non-vegan “friend” flew in to visit me, and eating with him was painful. I couldn’t stand just sitting there watching this dude glutton himself with animal corpses and secretions. I think every single meal he ate was non-vegan—the only vegan thing he ate was a pasta I single-handily cooked for us (which he didn’t even thank me for despite gobbling it up! Asshole!). Glad he’s gone now, but now my unapologetically carnist parents are flying in for my birthday and I know they’re going to gorge themselves on cows and pigs. I don’t know whether I should just suck it up and just ignore their disgusting diet, or put my foot down and say that they can go to whatever fancy restaurants they want but I won’t be going if they’re going to eat animals. I don't know if I can take the former, but on the other hand I don't want to deal with stupid drama when they'll be gone in a few days.
God I hate this world and I hate humans. My misanthropy has precipitously climbed higher and higher since turning vegan. Sometimes I just want to go hermit mode and live in the middle of nowhere with a huge stockpile of lentils and zero animal cruelty in my presence.
No, I don't eat with nonvegans unless they're eating plant based food. My friends and family either eat plant based food when they're around me (which all of my carnist friends and fam do, because they know seeing corpses is upsetting to me and they care about me), or we can eat separately and hang out in other ways, not around food.
But for real, it's not a big deal to go to a vegan restaurant for one meal, or eat food that you served them for a meal, so any carnist unwilling to go without corpses for a meal they're sharing with you for your comfort's sake isn't worth keeping around imo. If they can't care about the animals, the least friends and family can do is care about you and your feelings. Otherwise, what's the point? You don't owe a relationship to people who don't give a shit about your comfort
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