It's been almost three years since I stopped feeding this blog. The birth of the little Lila, born in 2007, to reorganize my priorities. With it I did not necessarily have time to do everything that a blog requires, and in the case of specially invited vegetarian cooking as before. The kitchen had become just a survival space, leaving behind any desire to experiment, and then the photos, text, and general management. After two years of fatigue and many trips (plus moving) I had to stop to be the guest vegetarian who could share honestly with you all his adventures with vegetables in a world quite omnivorous. It was not the first time I faïsses a parenthesis in my diet, when I first twenty years, but this time I am more than ever felt very called to review all the rules by which I lived up there.
It was complicated for me to maintain my vegan diet without losing much in my diet, so when I was breastfeeding necesaire. Outside the house I had left to eat when we excluded animal products was not very nourishing indeed, some tomatoes, some lettue. In addition to the need to feed myself properly, it added to my agony social pressure when you travel or family, who had trouble understanding all the prohibitions that régimen like mine impossible, as Laiser asidemushrooms, raw onion, some combinations of food and meal times, all in addition to meat and co.
One day when my daughter (when she was a little over 2 years and who was strictly vegetarian jursqu'à now) has tasted a chicken leg that had been put in the hands at a party Venezuela (my country), I had to close their eyes and continue to smile, resent within me the need to relax because I souffoquais, so I was afraid to eat something Lila that was not on my list. It was perhaps time to revisit this little universe in which I Me with locked up, not because my ideals have changed with respect to non-violence or profits of the purity of what we eat, but because I ' I needed to decrease the stress that I submit all my life with my dietary restrictions, not because I was vegetarian but because I n'arraivais not find the gray, as usual I was in extreme black or white . So I started accepting birthday cakes, stuffed eggs and white sugar, and then joined occasionally eggs in my meals, and to accept a little chicken here and there and then I had to accept that on some occasions fish restaurants, especiales on our travels, is much simpler than a garden on my plate.
After a year of trying to be like others, I began to feel the need to go back on the road I started to go and had a great impact in my life. I was tired and certainly debousolée without limits my life began to be popping, formless, very agitated my mind, and less desire to eat. During the years of effort, during which I continued to eat lots of vegetables, of course, with the addition of animals, my whole system was in question, and with much coupabilité I kept trying to get to me and my entourage especially life easier, though not really because I was so malheureusse!
Today, after a comeback to life vegetarian and I believe that definitive, I want to share this experience and many more others, with all those who continue to come Faie a ride home, in thevegetarian guest.
Another big thank you to everyone who has continued to encourage me to follow during my long absence. See you soon!
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