April 11, 2010, would have marked four years that I became a vegan. I say would have because in the beginning of December 2009, I started transitioning into being a vegetarian.
Why the change?
It all started when a waiter at a local restaurant screwed up my request for no cheese on my salad. As I debated internally on whether to make a "fuss" about it and send the salad back, I just kept quite and ate it. Why did I give in? I honestly have no idea, but at that moment, somehow I rationalized with myself that it was ok (it's not like it was a piece of dead chicken in my salad...it was only shredded cheddar cheese.) And boy, at that moment, that cheese looked so good, that I gave in to my craving for it.
Now throughout my stint as a vegan I've always craved things vegans shouldn't really be craving: cheese, fish, chicken, ice cream, buffalo wings, etc., etc., but then again I've never been a traditional vegan (I've never denied the true awesomeness of how delicious animals taste...I just made a very conscious and ethical decision not to eat them.)
I've always taken pride in my complete commitment to veganism. It was really a test of my will power and a test to see if I could be faithful to a cause and passion that I believed in so strongly that I was willing to make personal sacrifices for. And while my heart, emotion and passion rage on, my body is beginning to revolt against the restrictive lifestyle.
And since I don't have any desire to return to an omnivore diet (I could never eat meat now without feeling guilty) and in efforts to not completely sabotage my four years, I decided that being a ovo-lacto vegetarian (vegetarian who also eats eggs & dairy) would be the best option for me, at this point in my life.
This new transition into being a ovo-lacto vegetarian, will be held with the same high standards that I kept for myself as a vegan. That means I will only consume eggs and dairy that have been ethically produced from: organic (cage-free, grass-fed hens) and (grass-fed humanely raised cows).
And just because I'm not, as a friend likes to say, a "pure vegan" or "100% vegan" anymore, doesn't mean my passion for animals to be humanely treated has waned. It still remains strong as ever.
So that's it folks...I'm vegan no mo.
Which has lead me to another predicament of sorts...my Twitter handle.
Since I'm not a veagn anymore, I can't really call myself "Veganjacob" anymore now can I?
So after some suggestions from my beloved twitterati, I decided it was high time that I changed my handle.
And while I liked, LOLed and disapproved (you know who *YOU* are) all your suggestions, I've made the executive decision to make my new handle...
I chose this handle mainly for three reasons:
- I don't want my handle to "typecast" me again. While I thoroughly enjoyed being known as "the vegan," in my social circles, sometimes that's all people saw about me...and that got real old, real quick.
- "MoJo" was a nickname a good friend gave me years ago and was the username I used for the first email account I ever signed up for when I was a teenager. I felt so grown up having my own private online space that my parents didn't even know about. So "MoJo" definitely has some sentimental value. And personally, I think it has a nice ring to it.
- I really wanted "MoJacob" but can you believe that someone else beat me to the punch?! Dang her! The last time she tweeted was in July '09! *grrr*
I hope this clears up any questions you all may have had because guess what folks?
...that's all she wrote!