haha No girl involved.
So here goes. Short version. My dad and I got into Yoga about 20+ years ago and began experimenting with vegetarianism since Yoga is about compassion and supposedly a plant-based diet is better for you. Well, about a month and half ago my father passed away from a heart attack at the young age of 69 years old despite seemingly taking care of his health (and karma). This made me confused and angry, so I renounced Yoga and decided that it's better to just live 'normally' since our actions are relatively meaningless - when it's your time to go, it's your time to go. Anyway, during the week I stayed at my aunt's house to bury my dad, she fed me meat (Greek family) and out of politeness/convenience, I did not refuse. I began feeling very strong physically and enjoyed this way of eating. I have eaten meat ever since and decided that I would eventually like to hunt and fish my own meat for health (maybe even 'compassion') reasons.
I hope this all doesn't make me appear to be a loon... because I can imagine that it does. haha