I feel this. Eat meat just about every day, because I’m a caregiver and cook for others, and it’s just too much work to cook multiple meals every night. But at this point I am very ready to cut out meat, and have occasional meat disgust. What’s weird is that I’ve had it since I was a kid. It’s this random thing where 99% I have no gross out vibe with it at all, but every once in a blue moon the thought of it just makes me queasy, especially if I’ve recently reduced the amount I’m eating (like when we buy impossible burgers or go on a tofu kick)
I feel this. Eat meat just about every day, because I’m a caregiver and cook for others, and it’s just too much work to cook multiple meals every night. But at this point I am very ready to cut out meat, and have occasional meat disgust. What’s weird is that I’ve had it since I was a kid. It’s this random thing where 99% I have no gross out vibe with it at all, but every once in a blue moon the thought of it just makes me queasy, especially if I’ve recently reduced the amount I’m eating (like when we buy impossible burgers or go on a tofu kick)