It’s been rough. But at my weakest moment, a voice in my head reminded me, “You can’t give in or internet communists will call you a cheesebreather.” I would like to specifically thank @Angel@hexbear.net as well as anyone else who I might have seen throwing it around for keeping me honest.
My friends did pick up breadsticks for me which helped because it’s basically the same kind of slop but without the cruelty.
I’m usually eating on my own where I never struggle with controlling my diet, but those social situations when it’s free and I’m the only vegan in the room can be super challenging. But I know if I’d made an exception I’d feel guilty later and it would make it harder to assert in the future. Now I really need to reward myself and splurge on like the best vegan pizza I can find.
Pic of cow as a rememinder of what it’s all about 
My fellow vegan raccoon…
A co worker was told by an ER doctor that he’s essentially speed running cancer ans he doesn’t fuck around half as hard as I do. He’s 10 years older and I fucked around twice as hard as I do now when I have his age and am now feeling doomed. I have never ever been in this for myself and it’s usually the first assumption I need to correct. Although really, my diet is pretty great, it’s the booze and cigarettes that are the problem