In the last year, I have stopped going to Chick-fil-A…mostly. Once I learned of their corporate giving to anti-LGBT causes, I made a conscious decision to no longer eat there. This is not some decision made in the heat of the moment. I made this choice because the groups they support would deny certain people the right to marry and love one another freely. To me, it is not a matter of religious belief or conviction. It is simply a matter of love. Either we love those who are different than us or we don’t.

This has not come easy for me. I LOVE Chick-fil-A. I’ve been teased about needing to buy stock in the company, I’ve eaten there so much. However, for the first time in my life, I’ve felt compelled to give up something I love for something I believe in. Yes, the Chick-fil-A staff is second to none in the fast food industry. Yes, their chicken sandwich is phenomenal. However, I can’t bear the thought that any of my hard earned is going to groups that support discrimination in any form.

Earlier, when I stated that I had stopped going to Chick-fil-A mostly, I must admit that I’ve broken down, and eaten there twice in the last year. This is what giving up something you love feels like, apparently. I have been brand loyal to them longer than anything else in my consuming life.

I support a company’s right to support whatever cause they so choose. I am not calling for a mass boycott. Boycotts seem to be a dime a dozen these days. I am merely deciding to not eat there myself. I appreciate all of the good things they do, but I cannot support them while they support groups that discriminate. It’s just a matter of conscience. Here’s hoping I have the willpower to stick to it! Better yet, here’s hoping they reverse course, and support all forms of love.