I grew up with a fishing boat and spent the night on it with my family every weekend. Unfortunately, my parents went fishing almost every time we went. I remember watching them reel in a clearly struggling fish and throw her in a cooler like her suffering didn’t matter. When we got back to the dock, I watched them filet the same fish who was swimming freely just hours earlier. I went back to kindergarten the next day and drew a picture of me crying as my dad cut open the fish and I wrote, “why did my dad take the blood out of the fish to eat it?” That was when I stopped eating fish. Later, when I was 7, I realized that animals suffered for all meat to be made, and so I went veg.
You can read Erika’s full interview at: https://tryveg.com/blog/growing-up-veg