“Let me put on these gloves while I paint because Heaven forbid that I’m discovered as a day job painter; in any case, I hope they would be proud of me now because that’s the closest I get from looking like a real doctor.”
We have been taught in the Western world that being independent, non-attached, and by oneself is a virtue. An empowering freedom and a sign of strength; doing anything you desire, whenever you want. I reckon that since many years now it has only made my life dull and meaningless; doing anything I want, whatever and whenever I desire. I guess this Western world world was never meant for me, and neither is.
Going vegan feels like a loss of everything just like the feeling of a post breakup; a post breakup with sociopaths.