I know this is an on-going debate from like, the beginning of time? Do people really change? Is it in our nature to be able to make a couple 1-80 out of no where? I'm going to say: under certain circumstances- yes.
I say yes, because I changed. And I changed in probably the most un-American- NAY- inHUMAN sort of way. It happened in the blink of an eye. It happened without warning. Am I better because of it? Maybe. But also, maybe not.
Do you want to know what happened? What changed? Promise you won't hate me after, ok?
I don't like bacon anymore.
THERE. I SAID IT.
I was at Jimmy Johns a couple months ago and they put A TON of that cheap, thin bacon on my BLT. And it was over the top salty. I had to pull it all off a couple bites into my sub. And from that moment on, bacon has grossed me out.
But I don't want it to. I've tried it every opportunity I've had to like it again. But every time it touches my lips, I remember. I can't escape what Jimmy Johns has done to me. I'll never forgive them for how "freaky fast" they made me hate one of the greatest foods in history.
It is something I'll have to live with (or without) for probably the rest of my life. And while maybe it's technically good for my heart, it isn't good for my soul.