Briana (RagingDaffodil)Hey guys, I’m Briana.  Though on the net I’m mostly known as RagingDaffodil, the idea of an angry flower just kind of makes me laugh.  And to top it off most of my friends have decided that it fits me in one way or another, they’ve also equated me to an angry kitten when I get angry.  So there’s that.

My journey towards Veganism didn’t so much start when I saw something harsh, read something harsh, or even started talking to people about it.  When I was little, I was the quintessential animal lover.

I wanted to grow up to be just like the Crocodile Hunter, or maybe a Marine Biologist.  My family ate bacon, drunk milk and cooked steak on the grill.  They are truly the stereotypical meat and potatoes with a side helping of corn kind of people.

I never really thought about it until I got a bit older, perhaps 12-13, and then life took a bit of a terrifying turn for me.  I had a mental breakdown, and my anxiety hit me like a ton of bricks.  I’d never felt that way before.  I had panic attacks nightly thinking about life and death, just going outside was hard.  I thought a lot about my own mortality and how much I didn’t want to die.

And then it hit me.  I started to realize that other things were HAVING to die for me to eat the way I was.  The panic attacks grew worse as I made this realization and my poor mother wasn’t sure what to do until I finally told her about this.

“Why should something have to die for me to eat?  I don’t want to die, I’m pretty sure that cow didn’t either.”

I’d been wanting to be a vegetarian for awhile before this, it had been a bit of an on again off again thing for the last two or three years of my life.  But, I didn’t have the motivation or the ease of access to such things.  Nor the understanding of how the meat 2012-11-17 Meeting Alex for the first timeand dairy industry TRULY worked.  Now, mom wasn’t quite on board with this yet, in fact she was worried about getting me through the day, not about my meat intake.  It was a slow ride to recovery for me.

Even though that part of my life was hard, it helped me make an important decision that I think was one of the best things to come out of it.  I am a vegan now.  I’ve educated myself on what happens to those animals, and how to stay healthy as a Vegan.

I’m not saying I’m perfect, and I still have anxiety fits (e.i. going out into public spaces can be hard, as can going out to eat).  But this is an ongoing journey and I hope to help people on the way, keeping their own positive outlook on life and remembering that we all make mistakes and that we can do it!

See you guys as I post, Briana (Aka, RagingDaffodil).