I went vegan for the animals. I have resented the idea of murdering individuals for my taste sensation since I was a little kid.

When I was eight years old, I stayed with my grandparents and after going to the forest, we stopped at somebody’s house. A guy walked out and handed my grandfather the bodies of five ducks. When we got to my grandparents’ place, my grandfather demonstrated how those ducks needed to be prepared, taking off their feathers, wings, legs and head. This was the moment I was confronted with the individuals that had to die unwillingly for the clean-cut pieces of meat I ate. I told myself that if I would not eat my cats, I shouldn’t eat other animals either. I haven’t eaten meat ever since.

Twelve years went by. By the time I was twenty, not only did I consider myself a friend of the animals, but also an intersectional feminist. This was until I learned about the dairy industry. I quickly realized that, for the cheese that I ate with great pleasure, cows had to endure forced impregnation, followed by someone taking their babies being away and stealing their milk.

A not so feminist practice if you ask me. I further learned about the effects of industrial farming and fishing, and how people in developing countries are the ones that live with the disastrous consequences that are created by these western industries. I quickly realized that, if I was a real feminist and a real animal friend, I could not support any industry that uses animals in any way.

During my interdisciplinary social science bachelor, I took every opportunity to use the theories in the curriculum to apply them to our treatment to animals. Now I’m doing a masters in sociology, focused on gender and sexuality studies.

During my bachelor, I already learned that gender studies courses provide an incredible theoretical basis for veganism. Besides living in accordance with the morals of veganism, my goal is also to abolish the speciesism that is currently still present in the feminist movement.