Grocery stores are horrible. We are a coastal town, with a huge fish section. That can knock me to the ground. And, it is on the way to the natural section so I smell/see it every time.
The cheese smell is either hit or miss with me. Sometimes I miss it a little, and sometimes I'm like, what the hell is that rotten smell? I used to pick up pieces of cheese when I was making lunch for the children I nannied just to smell it, and remind myself this is NOT something I want in my body.
The Mother article was so HARD to see. Horrible. Nasty. Beautiful grass feeding cows on page in a lovely field - then on the plate. ugh.
We are a vegan home, so I never have to smell it or touch it here. Although I do volunteer and serve milk and icecream and sometimes soups with meat in them. That makes me feel horrible and nasty and want to find somewhere else to volunteer. But, I am reminded, each time I am there, I end up talking about my life with other volunteers and how positive veganism is to me. I can't just ignore all things animal related, sometimes you just have to do what you do, and share your knowledge.
Ok, vent end