Just looking into the canopy thinking back. 🌿many of you don't know this but i grew up on a farm until i was 16. I always felt closer to animals than humans. I spent many happy hours with pet chickens. I loved them, cuddled them, they were my friends. One day however, it was time for my friends, to become my meal. No! I felt like my heart was being ripped out. Why did it have to be like this?? There must be another option??...not today. Dad made me watch as he killed them. It was part of ‘living off the land’. Was he a terrible person for doing so? No, he did the right thing, he showed me the gruesome reality of my meal.
The chickens didn’t die immediately and made painful blood gurgling sounds as they desperately tried to cling to life. It was devastating to see my friends killed that day, i remember that moment like it was yesterday. In fact, no one in the family liked the “process” so we put the blinders back on and paid for plastic-wrapped chicken from the supermarket. This is just one of the reasons i eat the way i do today. I now largely live off the land but these days my food gives itself freely to me. No trauma. No screaming. No bleeding. No suffering for my meals.
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