At a young age, I decided to become a vegetarian. For me, it started with the texture.
I can remember sitting at the table sobbing over a steak or a plate of scrambled eggs because I didn’t want to eat them. I was somewhat aware that they were animals, but I was only six or so and didn’t fully make the connection.
However, I was certain that I did not like the texture, and I wanted nothing to do with them. The only meat product my parents could get me to eat was chicken, and even that was a struggle.