Let me put it this way: if I eat a salad with tofu, I’m hungry an hour later. If I eat a steak, I feel like I could run a small country. Everyone’s body has different preferences, but for me? Red meat isn’t a luxury—it’s a need. I’ve spent years trying to decode this hunger, and here’s what I’ve learned:
1. My Blood Type Says: Feed Me Meat
I’m 0 negative, a blood type that—according to the blood type diet and a lot of personal experience—is basically the nutritional equivalent of a carnivorous warrior from the dawn of time.
We’re said to be descended from hunter-gatherers, and honestly? My body seems to remember that. Give me iron-rich meat, and I feel clear-headed, strong, and grounded. Go too long without it, and I become a foggy, snack-obsessed version of myself who starts eyeing the neighbors’ barbecue with primal envy.
I don’t follow the blood type diet religiously, but this part? It checks out.
2. My Nervous System Doesn’t Just Prefer It—It Demands It
After spending most of my life in chronic fight-or-flight (hi, oversized amygdala), I burned through minerals and nutrients faster than most people burn through oat milk lattes. Even now, in my post-viral healing phase, my system is still rebuilding and recalibrating—and red meat seems to give it that “you’re safe now” signal.
It’s not just physical. There’s an energetic calm that comes after I eat red meat, like my cells exhale and say, “Thank you, finally.”
3. Protein Alone Isn’t the Answer
I’ve tried every substitution in the book: beans, lentils, shrimp, eggs, powders, seeds, nuts, quinoa—you name it. They work… kind of. But none of them make me feel as stable, satiated, and energized as a good-quality cut of meat.
It’s the heme iron, the B12, the creatine, and other micronutrients that plant-based alternatives just can’t mimic. Even chicken and fish don’t quite hit the same note.
When I skip meat for more than two or three days? I get depleted, fast. Like someone unplugged me.
And honestly, this isn’t about chewing on sad, dry steaks all week—I thrive on comfort food. Give me Tex-Mex, meatloaf, sloppy joes, anything cozy and flavorful, and I’m in my element. It’s soul food for my mitochondria.
The Tapeworm That Never Was
My mom was convinced I had a lintworm. Because how could someone be this hungry all the time? Honestly, it’s a hilarious memory now—but also a reminder that our bodies don’t always fit textbook expectations. Sometimes they’re just calling for something deeper.
And sometimes… that “something” is a cheeseburger.
What I’m Doing Differently Now
I stock up on good meat and keep some ready-to-go in the freezer. I try not to let myself run on empty. And I’ve stopped guilt-tripping myself for needing what I need. It’s not about following food fads—it’s about feeling like myself.
Some people thrive on green juices. I thrive on slow-cooked bolognese.
Final Thoughts: Your Body Isn’t Random
If you’ve ever felt like your food cravings were weird or “too much,” maybe it’s time to listen a little closer. We’re not all built the same—and that’s the point.
Whether it’s your blood type, your nervous system, or just your own intuitive wisdom… your body knows. And if it’s asking for red meat, it might not be a parasite.
It might just be you coming home to yourself.
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