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Vegan It Is

Growing up my mom fed my sister and me carrots and grapes while all the other kids were eating cookies and potato chips. I hated it. We were trying to prevent what we thought would turn into diabetes - however, this was not the case. Later it was found out that our livers apparently don't process animal products properly, such as red meat and even eggs. Because of this, our bad cholesterol levels were well above average putting us at high risk for heart disease. Moving on to high school, I was tired of eating so healthy all the time that I pretty much jumped into the pool of junk food for the next few years, not giving a care for my body and the risk I was taking. By Junior and Senior year my favorite place to eat was (and still is) In-N-Out and I was making weekly visits. Not to mention anything with bacon was the way to my heart. Moving on to about three months ago, I had some blood work done and sure enough my bad cholesterol levels were high. (confession: the night before my blood work I had In-N-Out and the morning after blood work, my favorite, a bacon and Gouda breakfast sandwich from Starbucks; I am aware of my problem) "Try to stay away from meat and make sure you're working out every day." I saw that coming. Well the working out was and is no problem, it was the meat. So now that I've officially made myself out to be a piglet, I have decided to become a vegan for the sake of my liver, heart, and simply for better health. I have a feeling this won't be easy but I'm actually looking quite forward to it regardless of the fact my brother shook his head, laughed, and has no hope of my intended new life style. I love you too.

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