cross-posted from: https://piefed.social/post/1116242
Woke ticks are out to turn the US South into soyboys
(did I do that right?)
cross-posted from: https://piefed.social/post/1116242
Woke ticks are out to turn the US South into soyboys
(did I do that right?)
Idk if I’m allergic to red meat, but I do know that my body has a really hard time digesting it. It just sits in my stomach for an absurd amount of time and makes me feel so nauseated.
Haven’t eaten any red meat in years because of it.
I sort of thought that everyone experienced that.
I don’t think that’s what should happen lol
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I mean, I can see old fashioned doctors saying to have a lil more red meat if she’s anemic. My mom grew up eating a lot of red meat for her anemia. There’s medicine for anemia now, however.
My stepfather is one of those people who wants meat and potatoes at every meal. I moved out of their place 3 years ago and I’m still not able to eat regular potatoes in any form because I ate so many while with my parents. Sometimes just looking at potatoes makes me mad.
My stepfather was told that he’s at risk of a heart attack and/or stroke. He also has anger issues and smokes. Had his first heart attack in his 30s. Hasn’t had any others yet, but yet is the keyword.
I have the same but only with beef. Pork and lamb are fine.
I think with the allergy it’s the myoglobin which content defines what is a Red meat. (edit: it’s not the myoglobin, it’s a specific sugar structure, reading the article mightve helped) My issues to digest beef is more likely related to the structure itself, the “long fibres”, because minced beef is completely fine.
Beef also contains a lot of protein, which upsets some people’s stomachs. There’s only so much protein you can digest at once, or so I read.
I can eat small amounts of pork. I haven’t had lamb in like 20 years so idk how I’d digest it. Beef is my biggest issue. I’m essentially a pescatarian but have chicken every once in a while. My main sources of protein are fish and tofu and beans. My mom is wonderful enough to cook a separate meal for me when I come over for dinner and they’re having beef there. Other members of my family and my friends just alter what they’re making when they know I’m going to visit.
Your mom is much better at “momming” than mine. Since the day I went vegetarian, she said, “You have to cook everything for yourself now.” So I learned how to cook before I got into high school (which I can’t really complain about. It’s better than never learning how to cook at all.)
The weird thing is, she still thinks it’s the 90s or something. Prior to every family event, she tells me to eat something before going because “there will be nothing” for me. Yet every family event in the past decade (or more), I have been far from the only vegetarian there. My siblings, cousins, and their spouses have a completely different attitude than the one my mom has - they think, “If I’m throwing an event, I want everyone to be able to eat.” They’re aware of dietary differences, whether it’s veganism or a peanut allergy, and they care enough about their guests to make sure they don’t go hungry. Even though I’ve never asked for any special treatment, they always consider me when they plan food options. It makes me feel included and loved.
That simple concept doesn’t seem to enter my mom’s brain. Despite me being well-fed at recent family parties, she still not only thinks nobody would care enough about me to consider me when food planning (which really says a lot on its own), but also that having dietary restrictions is some super rare thing. Oh yeah, and she thinks she still has to warn me at all. I’m in my mid-30s and haven’t changed this aspect of my diet in over 20 years, ffs. Perhaps I’d know a wee bit more about all this than she would?
My mom wasn’t always good at it. She was very abusive for most of my childhood. She was having seizures constantly and it fucked with her behavior super bad. We didn’t know about the seizures for years because they don’t present like you’d imagine a seizure presenting. Once she got them under control, we worked together to repair our relationship. It wasn’t easy, especially because her seizures cause memory lapses. She legit didn’t remember a lot of the stuff she’d done. I actually had to bring in folks we know as witnesses to help her realize what she put me through.
I’m so sorry your mom is shitty. I hope some day she’ll be able to change.
Reading this comment thread makes me feel grateful my mom and I (well, both my parents, actually) actually care and were the one part of my life that hasn’t caused me mental trauma.
If you have “passable” parents, anyone, treasure them.
I’m so glad you’ve had great parents. It’s a rare thing, it seems