I Had To Eat Dog Food Because My Dad Starved Me

Hello, my friends I think of you as friends, because I am going to share something very personal with you

My name is Jane and I am sixteen years old I hope that my story will give you something to think about after you listen to it through to the end It will be about death, family, and veganism A pretty bizarre choice of subjects, don't you think? But soon you will see how all these things are connected to each other As it often happens, my story’s roots go back to my childhood – namely, to my parents’ divorce

I was only six years old, so I do not really remember that period of my life I vaguely remember that there was a court hearing after which I stayed with my mother in her house, and my father left But I have no idea what reason brought my parents to court I seriously doubt that it was because of me For the next ten years, my dad did not take any part in my life

He paid a considerable amount of money to my mother in alimony, regularly and always on time, so I didn’t think he was some kind of a bad person But in order for you to understand what kind of a father he was, I will only tell you one thing – I never saw my dad once during all this time You might think he moved somewhere far away, like to Alaska? But you are wrong! All this time we lived in the same state, of Los Angeles! Sometimes dad called me, but mostly just to wish me a happy birthday or a Merry Christmas My life with my mother… was normal and pretty calm And I did not notice that something was seriously wrong in our life

The most obvious sign was that during this entire TEN-YEAR-period, my mother did not grow her personal life She absolutely refused to talk about my father, as well as about any other men in general, so I did not try to interfere Another worrisome sign was that she filled this emptiness with hard work, which was stressful and consumed a lot of her time and energy I could never understand why my mother worked so hard – we always had enough money to live on But, it was probably her work that seriously undermined her health

My mother had suffered from insomnia for many years She went to various clinics and consulted various specialists, but nothing helped her, so the doctors only gave her prescriptions for sleeping pills It helped, but my mother’s body adapted to it and she needed to either increase the dose or switch to a medicine that was stronger My mom did both As a result

about nine months ago my mother took so many sleeping pills that she simply didn’t wake up anymore Never Yes, now she is dead

And then I finally met my father I had no other relatives, and when I, along with social workers, informed him of what had happened, he volunteered to take me into his custody I was not yet in any condition to be fully aware of what was happening, but he was my father! Who else was going to take care of me? I agreed to move in with him, especially since at first I thought that my dad was a pretty nice guy He was a tall, thin, middle-aged man He was in good shape – he has been seriously practicing yoga for a long time

Like my mother, my father also lived in his own house He did not have any family or pets Dad worked as a designer and, in general, was a fairly successful person Sounds good, right? So what's the problem, you might ask? The problem was that my father was a vegan A pretty aggressive vegan

At first I did not even notice what I was eating, I was so stressed Dad was cooking for me – and that was good In addition, although he practiced a raw food diet, for me he cooked delicious vegetable stews with beans But as soon as I recovered a little, and started to get used to my father and this new life, I mentioned that I had not eaten fried chicken for a long time Oh, I think that these words, like a spell, called out a monster

My father was unpleasantly surprised that I still did not understand what lifestyle he was leading and explained to me that he was a vegan (Vegan! Not even a vegetarian!) He also added that he would never allow any meat in his house Dad even tried to shame me, explaining that such a highly developed creature as a human being (especially his own daughter) simply could not eat other live creatures On the one hand, I understood his position On the other hand, I just wanted some fried chicken!!! I love fried spicy chicken wings, I like juicy burgers, I like pepperoni pizza, I like cheese balls, I like pasta with meat sauce, I love fried egg and bacon sandwiches! And I had to abandon all of that because my old man did not eat meat! I was not ready to make such a sacrifice

But dad was adamant, so we could not come to an agreement My resistance was severely weakened because I am an extremely lousy cook When dad realized that I was not going to become a vegan, he tried to limit my pocket money and personally cooked me vegan meals for school This angered me so much, because I was always rational about money and never spent that much And being left without any cash in my pockets was humiliating I quietly suffered for a few days before I finally lost my temper and defiantly tossed my vegan dinner into the garbage can, saying that if it went on like this, I would complain to social services

This worked, he began to give me pocket money again and we seemed to forget about the conversation we had (much to my relief, because I felt ashamed for my tantrum) However, now I could eat normal food, as long as I did not bring it home I tried to bring home semi-cooked products or a bucket of wings from KFC, but dad was persistent – he took everything away, threw out the wings, and gave the rest to the neighbors’ dogs When I realized that my burger would be eaten by our neighbor’s pug, I was terribly outraged and decided to make some kind of a statement, defending my right to be a full-fledged meat-eating mammal I bought canned dog food at a nearby store, returned home, sat down at the dining table, opened the cans and waited for dad to see me with them

Of course, I didn’t even think of eating it, I just wanted to make a statement! It wasn’t long until dad returned home, saw what I was doing, and began to patiently watch me chop a piece of canned meat with a fork and put it to my mouth And he didn’t stop me, can you imagine? I lost my temper again and as I was running upstairs to my room, I heard him shouting something about the “animal” But at that time, I was not really angry at my father

That happened another day, after another incident When I moved to live with my father, I went to a new school, and of course, I did not have friends there But still I managed to get noticed by a group of cool popular guys I invited them home to watch a movie and of course we bought some pizza on our way home This was the first time I had brought friends to my dad's house, and I could not even imagine that he would start his preaching right in front of them But I was wrong! He literally pulled the pieces of pizza, with cheese and pepperoni, out of our mouths, and, squeamishly took a slice of pepperoni with two fingers and began to explain to us that it was made from DEAD ANIMAL FLESH And we just did not respect ourselves if we allowed ourselves to devour dead flesh, like some zombies After his lecture, he defiantly threw out the remnants of our destroyed pizza, and added that he would now cook us some crunchy bread with sesame paste

But the guys could hardly wait until he stopped talking before they escaped! The very next day, a new piece of gossip was born at school: Jane lived with her freak of a father That was IT! On the same day after school, I packed my things, went down to the subway, and after changing several trains, reached the city where I had lived with my mother before My mother’s house was still there, closed until after I turned 18 and would be able to decide what to do with it I knew that my father would easily find me there, so going inside did not seem like a good idea I also did not want to visit any of my old friends, so I just spent the night in the park, making sure nobody noticed me

In the morning, I went to the local cemetery I wanted to see my mom I simply sat at her tombstone for a few hours, when I suddenly realized that my father had appeared behind me Anticipating questions, he explained that he had secretly installed parental control software on my smartphone and apologized for it He said that he was really worried about me

I was so surprised that somebody was worried about me so much that they would follow me with the help of software, that I did not even get mad at him for taking my phone I also wanted to hear what else he had to say And it turned out that he also missed my mother very much And that he loved her very much, and was ready to give up everything for her except for his vegan beliefs And once, when my Mom came home from a long business trip, she saw that I had become terribly skinny, because he was only feeding six-year-old me fruits and vegetables She started shouting at him, saying that he was killing their daughter, and demanded that he disappear from our lives completely Dad respected her decision then, but everything turned out the way it was now

We talked for a long time And, it seemed that for the first time, we both heard and understood each other Maybe it was because what we were saying came from the heart, I don’t know But now we have agreed that he will no longer attack me for eating meat, and I will try to understand his position and at least taste his food And you know, dad really cooks his raw food stuff really well! And in general I think that he is

a nice guy