I eat meat, both from enjoyment and from medical necessity. I have a rare genetic quirk that keeps members of my family from producing cholesterol naturally, so we all have abnormally low cholesterol. My grandfather died of heart failure brought on by the abnormally low cholesterol, and it seems to play in to the depression and anxiety that I and my siblings experience. My father is the healthiest and by far the least neurotic of any of us, though his diet is the most "unhealthy" (A doctor commenting on his absolutely perfect heart health and blood workup assumed he was a raw food vegan, and was instead told that my father's primary diet is red meat and potatoes).
It helps that I grew up in the country and have always been pretty close to my food. Factory farming is not so huge a thing out where I live, and a lot of the meat comes from small farms and Mennonites.
It helps that I grew up in the country and have always been pretty close to my food. Factory farming is not so huge a thing out where I live, and a lot of the meat comes from small farms and Mennonites.
