A trillion lives a year is not a statistic — it’s a scream we’ve learned to ignore. Not survival, not necessity, but habit and convenience dressed up as normal. We cradle our dogs, mourn our cats, and stop our cars for ducks in the road, yet look away from suffering on a scale too vast to comprehend. Once you truly see it, you can’t unsee it. And choosing plants isn’t about perfection — it’s about compassion, about saying your life mattered in a world that desperately needs