If you were to ask me the question: what is the moment you're most embarrassed about? I think this would be it.
Not just embarrassed. Ashamed. Disgusted. I'm basically smiling to a photo just before eating a childs body. A child that was killed for me to eat. A child who had a mother, somewhere, possibly alive while I was chewing away.
I think of this child often. It doesn't reverse the damage I've done with my meat eating habits, but it helps me towards my path of avoiding causing the death of more children.
And yes, it's not even remotely funny I've combined a "meat is murder" with a heart.