Following is my reply on a vegsoc.org.au forum entitled 'Why did you become a vegan/vegetarian?' which can be viewed here -> http://www.vegsoc.org.au/forum_messages.asp?Thread_ID=2497&Topic_ID=1

 

Giving up dairy was no hard task. I've never liked milk or eggs as they give me a headache and make me feel ill.

Giving up meat was a progressive thing, I call it my healthy eating evolution.
As a child I hated veggies with dinner especially dads stew. My brothers and I would stab our forks into our bowls of 'mush' and cheer when we struck meat or potato gold.

On meeting vegetarians I would think to myself, 'I understand its not right to kill animals for food, but if I dont eat it (now that its packaged) then it's going to waste and that really is cruel'.

 

My favourite meal was a juicy steak covered in bbq sauce, which I would eat ...

The morning commute to work is usually uneventful and easy. This morning I was expecting the same. There I was plugged into my iPod while reading through the unfolding events of my crime novel, all seats where filled except the one to my right. The train came to another routine stop that usually goes by unnoticed, except for that smell. What was that smell? Some one sits next to me as my nose twitches. The scent becomes a pungent stench and I look to my right. An old man with wooly greys has taken the free spot and is looking aimlessly about the cabin. His distant gaze coupled with his ragged look make me guess he's taken the plunge into being cenile. The stench eminating from his clothes is intense! It smells like BO that's been dried out and sprayed with a mix of cat urine and beer, then dried out again. ...