The person I was dreading telling the most was a friend of mine. I had a knot in my stomach when we decided to have dinner the other day along with our spouses. As we were being waited on for drinks and the question of appetizers was brought up, I had to drop the first bomb...giving up almost all dairy...she let out a gasp...then the second bomb a few minutes later....no meat...no fish...
Let's make a long boring story short and just say half the meal was about my food choices, or in her mind my lack of food choices. She said "its so sad. are you sad?" And I said I was in a grieving process over dairy but was OK. Then she dropped the bomb...that she was sad about all the things I will never cook again for her. "What about protein?" "You'll be anemic!" etc etc etc...
Tonight, a few days later, she calls and says "where did my friend go? First the dairy, then meat, then...: She feels I have disappeared. I said "maybe you didn't know me that well then. I'm still here!" She replied she liked the person she knew. I said she didn't have to give up that idea of me even if that's not the real me. She laughed.
It's a process...but I am still doing well and feeling good. I'm tracking my nutrition carefully so I can prove to people this is truly healthy. I get enough protein and iron just fine! I do need to find supplement for B complex and D...but I was low on those eating meat too!
No APB needed...I'm here...I've been here all along...I just feel more authentic now.
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