FEMALE VOICEOVER: On this episode of True Life, you’ll meet one woman —
Me: Hi, so sorry. Would you mind saying “young woman”?
FEMALE VOICEOVER: — you’ll meet one woman whose husband decided to dive headfirst into veganism and see how it’s threatening to derail their lives completely.
Me: Okay, that was … a little rude.
Young woman with impeccably blown out hair, crying delicately on a Serena & Lily slipcovered armchair (this is me, btw): It started last June. He had been flipping through the documentary section on Netflix and started watching Forks Over Knives and Food Inc and listening to the entirety of the China Study on audio. That was pretty normal, you know, Jack really likes documentaries. When he said he was going to cut back on meat, I didn’t pay much attention to it. He’s always trying something new. I mean, last year he was researching different varieties of apples and he spent a couple of weeks figuring out which apple trees we should buy. This was surely a fleeting interest.
FEMALE VOICEOVER: But it wasn’t a fleeting interest. Jack quit meat cold turkey —
FEMALE VOICEOVER: and soon after, gave up dairy and eggs. What Roo thought would be a fading interest turned out to be a full-blown lifestyle change.
Young woman in a long drapey cardigan with leggings because leggings are pants, leaning against a kitchen counter, clutching a cup of tea: It’s been seven months. On our anniversary, we went out to my favorite tapas place. I ordered two desserts, figuring he’d cheat a little and at least have a bite. He wouldn’t. I ended up eating both by myself. The server brought him out a fruit plate instead. I ate that, too.
Camera pans to Jack chopping brussels sprouts: Every week, I make about three large salads. I keep it in the fridge and I’ll eat it in different forms every day. It’s kale, red peppers, farro, lentils, black beans, yellow peppers, cilantro, Brussels sprouts, and lemon juice. A lot of times I’ll throw it on a wrap with hummus and avocado. It’s really good.
Young woman with a perfected no-makeup makeup look, holding a frame showing a photo of a young couple in a happier time; a meat-eating time: I nailed Thanksgiving dinner. Cider turkey, citrus sweet potatoes with crumbled bacon, brussels sprouts also … actually … with crumbled bacon, fig and cranberry compote. It was so beautiful, I’ll never cook again. He ate all of the sides sans bacon with a black bean burger. We used to watch movies on the couch with his and her pints of Ben & Jerry’s. Now I tear down a pint on my own and he’s content eating alfalfa sprouts or whatever.
FEMALE VOICEOVER: Jack’s currently at the same weight he was in his early twenties, his skin is glowy like the cast of the Hunger Games (in the scenes where they’re working out, not like the scenes where everyone’s dying), and considering his family health history of heart disease and diabetes, he’s being proactive about his health, and like IDK maybe someone else in the same house could do the same? Roo eats pizza and the cheese plate at her favorite restaurant – the one with the really good Manchego – alone.
Young woman gazes out a window.
Jack massages some kale.
Young woman looks forlorn, despite keeping her cuticle game tight.
Jack sautees mushrooms: She actually likes the salad in the wrap thing.
Young woman hugs couch pillow: I said it was okay.