I've never drank milk, even as a child. I always thought it was f***ing gross and weird. but I do obviously eat things with milk in them-- it's hardly my fault that it's ubiquitous and disguises itself so well. I've been waiting and waiting for the revelation to come reported to have happened to so many other vegans at the dawn of their veganhood where one day I will just wake up and say "no more", and have been trying to develop my consciousness toward this aim, de-familiarizing myself with a concept so familiar to my being, but it as yet has not happened, and I have lost the faith that it ever will. still a person should be led by principle and not revelations or feelings and so perhaps I should just take action whether there's feeling behind it or not, and maybe once I start doing it the feeling will come, not as revelation but conviction; perhaps I will have a new found self-respect, a concept which heretofore has never held much appeal for me, but which upon possessing it I decide I cannot live without. also the idea of meeting with morrisseys approval, at least on that front, is not an unattractive one. but how does one start? how do you pinpoint a time and say 'there, that's where the line is drawn, this is where i cross the threshold"? or do you just go without milk and whatnot for a day and then a day turns into a week and then a week into a month and then you look back on all that time and shrug and say "hmm, i guess I'm a vegan!" it's all so confusing. f only Morrissey were around to answer my pertinent questions!