It's officially my 6-month primal anniversary (feels more like a birthday, actually). I was trying to remember what my first primal day was like and what I ate. I remember I had a bit of a "what the heck...might as well give it a try" attitude, despite not understanding many of the principles. I had been gaining weight and experiencing minor yet annoying health problems for the last couple years, and my Activia and soy milk weren't doing the things I'd hoped they would. I was a long-time vegetarian when I started, so I think I ate soy bacon and eggs that first day. My primal brother (@TaydaTot here on the forums...not a very good "primal name," if you ask me) finally convinced me that soy was bad and meat was good, so I "popped my carrot" about a month into it. Seeing little point in tip-toeing around the meat thing, I went whole hog that first night and had salami, foi gras, pork, chicken, beef, etc. (it was a family dinner out at a restaurant, and I made them all order different kinds of meat so I could try them all). I haven't looked back since.
Lots and lots of good things have come out of this transition to a "primal" lifestyle. My anxiety/depression/low energy levels have almost completely disappeared, making life a whole lot more enjoyable than I ever thought it could be; I've lost ~30 pounds of fat so far (hope to do another 30 in the next 6 months); I've come to love being outside (last summer I groaned at the thought of "taking walks"...now I do it every day!); I've discovered issues I feel very passionate about, and have connected with the local food community in Minnesota (I'm helping plan a conference about "real food" and innovative things going on around here). I even went from a very non-primal career (high-stress, long hours job advising big food companies on how to market their products) to a much more primal-friendly one working on a non-profit initiative to curb obesity in my region.
All this good stuff hasn't come without a cost, however. It's been stressful to "go against the grain" (figuratively *and* literally). I have some friends who are supportive and some who think I'm crazy. It's also taxing to realize the extent of poor health in our country: I was pretty blind to both my own and others' before I started down this path. I try to maintain a realistic and optimistic perspective about influencing others in a positive way, but it does feel discouraging (and isolating) at times. Don't get me wrong, I definitely feel better off for what I know now, but I think it's important to recognize the inherent sacrifice that comes in any action, however positive it may be.
Whew! I wrote more than I meant to. If you made it this far, thanks for listening. I'll try to make things interesting here. (But do you REALLY want to keep up with what I ate for dinner and what dead animal carcass I saw on my walk?...I guess time will tell). I'll probably only keep this up if it becomes more of a conversational thing, so please feel free to chime in at any point!