In fact, I deliberated for a long time before finally deciding to write it. And three seconds after I publish, I’ll probably regret it. My blog posts are normally light and positive for two reasons: One, I don’t think anyone visits my blog in order to become depressed (or to hear me defend myself from negative comments: bor-ring!). Two, I am a happy-go-lucky person who is in a good mood 99% of the time (I credit the chocolate for that), so, really, my posts are just a reflection of my disposition. But I feel like I have to say something today. Sorry in advance for being so negative.
Anonymous comments do not bother me.
So why do I keep feeling the need to write posts and faq answers defending myself and my diet? It’s because even though I really don’t care what a few sick individuals think of me, I want the general population that reads my blog to know that it is possible to be a healthy vegan. Plus, I take pride in the fact that I keep myself healthy, so I don’t want people to get the wrong message (or worse, use me as inspiration to start a dangerous diet to get thin).
Honestly, I’ve heard the “You’re too skinny, you’re anorexic, eat a doughnut” comments so often that they’re like background noise by now. Yes, I would much rather people think I look pretty in my pictures than skinny. And gosh I’m envious of the bloggers who can just post away any pictures of themselves—even bathing suit shots—without worrying people will say or think something mean.
I know it’s suspicious; yes I have a lot of the traits of someone with an eating disorder, such as being vegan, being skinny, liking healthy foods and nutrition, and loving to run. But I became vegan due to my love of animals and my resistance to contribute money to their suffering in factory farms. (More on that in My Path to Veganism.) And I developed an interest in healthy eating because of my veganism; my mother forced me to educate myself about nutrition before she’d allow me to go veg, back when I was a teenager.
So how do I know I don’t have an eating disorder?
I don’t restrict my food intake in any way, shape, or form. I call myself a food hedonist: Providing it’s available, I eat what I’m truly craving. Always. I never deprive myself of my favorite foods or cravings, nor will I ever eat something I don’t love just because it’s supposedly good for me. (I pass on wheatgrass!) My philosophy is that one shouldn’t have to choose between good health and good taste; you can have your cake and eat it too!
And I just recently had a yearly physical, with blood tests and all. The results came back in a healthy range, proving that it IS possible to eat a vegan diet without suffering from anemia or low protein levels. So although I hear from anonymous commenters that I am definitely anorexic, my doctor says that I’m not. Whom would you choose to believe?
Of course I would love it if peoples’ first thought, upon seeing me, was: “Gosh she’s so pretty,” not “Gosh she’s so skinny.” But it doesn’t really matter, because once people get to know me, they stop seeing skinny and start seeing person. Therefore, the comments from people I don’t even know do not upset me in the slightest (except that I’m sad to know it gives people pleasure to waste their time trying to make others as miserable as they obviously are).
I think I’ve rambled more than enough.
If you’re really bored and want more info, read this post: Hello from CCK.
Anonymous comments do not bother me. Except that’s not entirely true… which brings me to the real reason I’ve written this rubbish novel of a post. On a post from a few days ago, I received the first-ever comment to upset me. Yes, anonymous commenter, you read that right: You upset me. I hope this news makes you happy, because then at least one of us got something good out of your malicious words.
Basically, the commenter accused me of fabricating the entire Operation Chocolate-Covered Kindness as a way to make money for myself. The fact that anyone—even someone obviously not in a healthy state (the commenter admits to an eating disorder)—would believe I’d do something so horrible made me want to cry. (Should I be publicly admitting this? It’s probably making the girl feel even better about herself.)
Besides the fact that fabricating the charity drive would be a disgusting thing to do, it would be a pretty stupid thing to do as well: I don’t know what non-bloggers imagine, but blogging doesn’t make tons of money! Ask any blogger (ok, maybe not Perez Hilton-big), and he or she will tell you that for the amount of time and effort one puts into blogging, the monetary payback is not much at all. Therefore, if I were interested only in myself and making money, I’d spend my blogging time doing something—anything—else.
I figured if I was blogging anyway, the charity drive would be a fun way to raise a bit of cash and publicity for a worthy cause with which not many people are familiar. Sure, it wouldn’t be much, but the victims in Darfur and other such areas need as much help as possible, and so I want to do what I can.
It really sucks that I was trying to do a good thing, with only good intentions, and someone managed to put a negative spin on it and cause me to worry that other people might feel the same way, thinking the whole thing is a scam to make money. I guess I have to realize that it doesn’t really matter what anonymous thinks. All that matters is where the money is going: to people in desperate need; to people who don’t have the luxury of eating fun foods like snickerdoodle oatmeal or dark chocolate peanut butter; to people who can’t walk out of their homes (if they even have homes) without fearing for their lives.
As I said, I’ll probably regret publishing this post. But at the moment, I just had to put my true thoughts out there. Anonymous commenters: You can criticize my weight and diet until you are blue in the face and I won’t care. Go ahead; have fun. But please don’t criticize my attempts to try and make the world a better place.
And now back to the happy, Energizer Bunny CCK. I promise more uplifting, fun posts in the future.