Since childhood, I’ve always felt a great connection to different. I was socailly isolated and felt like I didn’t fit in wiht the “humans” in my class. I longed to take long walks and I loved to be surrounded by nature. I found myself grazing almost daily. Whenever, I would try to drink milk, I’d feel sick to my stomach, it was like something was “wrong”. Deeply. Personally, more than just a physical sensation, it was an emotional and moral one. I never liked to eat meat for the same reasons. It made me feel unclean and filled me with deep shame. I couldn’t explain why.

It’s taken me the past six months to come to terms with my identity as a cow but now that I understand what I am, I am appauled at the treatment of my kin. I know that more “moderate” vegans would be nice and sweet to try to be approacable to the masses but. This. Is. Different. I am cattlekin. These are my brothers and sisters dying everyday and I just feel like I must speak out.

I don’t know how to end the slaughter and opperssion of those I feel spiritual connected to but I know that I would discover like minded cattle and even open minded people and help on my journey as continues.

I don’t want any haters reblogging this or telling me I’m crazy. I know who I am. My kin have a deep and rich culture of being oppressed, enslaved, and generally taken advantage of and if you can’t not slaughter us, the least you could do would be to respect us.

Thank you very much. I look forward to hearing from other CattleKin / Vegans.