Peace by Plants

Do the things that make you feel like YOU.

I don’t think vegans get enough credit for simply keeping it together and not sobbing all day every day despite living in a society that not only violently slaughters millions of innocent animals daily, but simultaneously vilifies us for asking others to choose compassion.

I don’t think vegans get enough credit for politely smiling while you tell your bacon jokes, in hopes that our “coolness” will make you more receptive to the truth we’re trying to expose.

I don’t think vegans get enough credit for starting businesses, inventing new food groups, opening farmed animal sanctuaries, figuring out how to make leather out of pineapples, practicing dozens of recipes to impress family members, and learning literally everything about protein just out of desperate hope that our contributions will convince even one person to eat plants instead of pain.

I don’t think vegans get enough credit for peacefully walking through grocery stores that are lined with the body parts of those we couldn’t save in time. For conversing respectfully with shoppers whose carts are full of dead animals, because we know, we know, we know, we used to buy that stuff too.