Surprisingly, this blog has nothing to do with weight. It does, however, have to do with food. Today on Facebook I asked my friends to expound on the qualities of joining BJ's Wholesale Club, particularly to save money on meats. Someone on my friends list responded with the following sentence: "Meat is murder, Andrea. Just sayin'."
Now...I am a relatively sensitive person about certain things. I don't judge people on being vegetarian, or vegan, or raw foodies, or whatever. To be sure, I do NOT agree with these dietary choices for ME. For other people, sure, but they will not work for me. (Okay, maybe I judge A LITTLE, I think everyone judges a little, but I would never go on someone Facebook page and tell them their diet is wrong or stupid. Because it isn't.)
Those of you who have followed me previous blogs know I come from a background of verbal/emotional abuse. I spent my childhood until I was 26 years old being told that I was a bad person for some reason or another. I have reached a point in my life where I take offense very much when someone implies in one way or another that in some way I'm living my life wrongly when nothing I am doing is harming another human being.
I AM NOT A BAD PERSON AND I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THAT I AM SO JUST BECAUSE WE DISAGREE ON SOMETHING. I AM NOT GOING TO HELL JUST BECAUSE I DON'T GO TO CHURCH, OR BECAUSE I EAT MEAT, OR BECAUSE I ONCE SHOT A GUN. I WOULD NEVER TELL YOU THAT YOU WERE A BAD PERSON FOR BEING THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF ME.
So why do people feel like it's okay to say these things? Why do we have to force our beliefs on other people? I have strong opinions. They are about how I live my life. They don't work for everyone, but they work for me. People are different, and have the right to be so.
NOBODY IS PERFECT. I'm not perfect, not by any means.
So how did I respond?
"Then call me a murderer because I won't be becoming a vegetarian any time soon, ask my best friend (who had been a vegetarian in the past and now eats poultry and seafood and lately BACON), she's known me 20 years."
The response I received was "I still love you. Killer. =)"
I'm finding it really hard to not be angry. Part of this is probably because I'm PMSing. This stupid post on Facebook MADE ME CRY. Sad, really.
But the point is this:
Yes, I want you to like me. I want people to like me more than anything. But I'm not going to change who I am to please you and I'm not going to feel guilty for being who I am. Or at the very least I'm going to try not to feel guilty. That's a work in progress. And I will NEVER try to change you. I will argue with you, I will disagree with you, but I would NEVER expect you to change for me.
If you don't like it... stick it where the sun don't shine.