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I cried at the dinner table while eating my porridge.

My dad put sliced beef hot dog in it.
It wasn't organic, as usual.
My parents are cheap, they don't even think twice about the poor farmers forced to breathe pesticides or the cows and pigs that get locked up in a small building without ever getting one breath of fresh air.

It tasted disgusting, and I didn't want to eat it.
He forced me to, saying that I needed protein.

I had to eat every last bit of it, while crying as I thought of the poor cow being brutally slaughtered for me to eat this disgusting crap that I didn't even want to eat.

I want to become a fish-only vegetarian. No way my dad would let me, though.
PROTEIN PROTEIN PROTEIN.

You know what?
******** PROTEIN.