So I’ve been a vegan for a good month now and eating with my family is starting to get more and more exhausting. I can’t sit through one dinner without someone making a remark on my veganism. Its either a joke or a comment and when I try to counter it with an argument they don’t take me seriously and they make a joke out of it. I hate sitting there having to watch them eat meat, dairy,etc. I knew they weren’t going to be immediately comfortable with my decision but now I feel like an outcast. I don’t want to alienate my family but I don’t want to continue eating with them knowing what happened to their “food” before it got on their plates. Its extremely uncomfortable and depressing. Has anyone ever gone through this? What should I do?
theyre your family, be straight up and tell them that theyre being disrespectful and it makes you feel uncomfortable. im sure they wouldnt like if you criticized theyre dietary choices like they do to yours!
I had the same problem at first with them but now they don’t really bother me about it, they don’t question when I say I’m dropping something or when I decline food… hell the just pass me the can or bottle now so I can check it and give them the prognosis. I keep telling my mum what’s in jelly (gelatine) and it annoys her as it puts her off…least she’s eating veggie jelly now instead! xD
try not to arue. tell them that you dont like their comments and tell them that this is your ethical decision.If they ask you ?’s on veganism be polite and know your stuff! People loooove to argue and make vegans upset trust me its what they want. I feel the same way too though! I just remind myself of Martin Luther King, womens rights, and slavery. In the past, abolitionists were mocked!!! Now they are heroes! It might take a while, but we will someday be seen as heroes. Besides, you will be healthier, live longer, have less acne, be prettier, and have better karma.
Ive been vegetarian for almost 6 years, and while almost no one makes comments about it any more, i used to deal with it ALOT.
I just got up and left, whether it was to go to the washroom, or take my food and eat somewhere else, eventually they stopped. My mom would always hold her arms open to hug me, but I just pushed her arms away and ignored them all.