I figure that since this is sort of a "How do I explain this to my loved one" type deal, I have some questions and a story.
I found out about this a day or two ago and won't be able to truly start until I can control my own meals (I'm at college and in a dorm; the college makes you buy a meal plan and it would be a very large waste of a lot of money to ignore my meal plans and buy my own food, so sadly, until I live on my own, I cannot go raw). I told my best friend (a woman), who, once I explained it to, thought it was fine. She said she even believed in it, but said that she could never give up all the foods she loved. She and I are epicureans, really, but unlike her, I've always gravitated towards raw meats. (The only way I have ever enjoyed fish was sashimi, I've bought containers of blood at Asian markets, but was too scared of germs, tried to boil it, and burned it, loved rare and blue-rare steaks, and usually eat all my fruits raw. My dad would ban me from fast foods and sodas.) I then told my step-sister, who thought I was bloody insane and an utter idiot, wondering how was I ever to pay for this highly expensive food. My father probably thought it was a little weird, but when I explained, he understood. Like me, if there's a plausible logical (or scientific) reason for something, then its fine. However, my boyfriend was, initially, at least over AIM, fine with it.
Then when we were driving to a restaurant tonight, we had a big fight over it. He thinks I'm going to kill myself through parasites or bacteria. When I explain to him my cat example (that cats shouldn't eat the commercial grain food we give them, and when they do, they're unhealthy and sick), he told me that we're not like cats. We're people. (I would assume that he'd understand the cat example more, as he was with me and saw when our oldest cat was dying, all due to her diet. He watched us when she wouldn't eat dry food and only meats, then became healthy again.) I tried to explain to him that bacteria and parasites can be good for you, and that it doesn't seem as though people get all that sick from raw meat. He's disappointed that he wouldn't be able to cook for me; he likes grilling and working with meats, but I told him that so long as he didn't cook it for long, I would be able to. He's worried about having to make sure that restaurants would be able to feed me--whether or not that they had steak tartar, carpaccio, or sashimi. That we'd no longer be able to eat out anymore together. (Even though I tried to explain to him that I could order rare steaks.) Or that he'd feel bad for me having a special diet--I'm not even sure if I understand that. It's my diet, I can watch out for myself. (Although he probably wants to provide and watch out for me, not vice versa.) Also, he's absolutely disgusted by eating raw meat, which I wish he wasn't purely because he eats absolutely disgustingly processed foods; he lived off of hot pockets for years, even standard-wise, he didn't have a healthy diet (whether or not all his issues are diet related, I don't know), and it shows. The least of which is unable to use the bathroom for days--I took him to the ER once for a distended abdomen, for that reason, it'd been 3 days. He left in the middle of the wait. He was fine, but I've seen what that can do to your bowels.
He said that just thinking about me eating raw meat makes him feel sick. He says he'd vomit if he saw me eat raw meat. (When I asked him about raw fish, he says that idea makes him sick as well--that also goes for him vomiting if I ate it in front of him.) He can't understand why I like steak even remotely more rare than well-done. He's decided that I could just eat rare steaks. He doesn't know that I'd stop eating other things as well, like bread. When I elusively mentioned that while we were in a store (I was looking for carpaccio to test him--what would he do if he DIDN'T know he was watching me eat raw meat? Or if -he- ate it as well), he said he'd force feed me bread, as that's the main part of the food pyramid--11 servings per day.
He doesn't seem to like health nuts, either. When his last girlfriend started getting pickier, he left her. He can't seem to stand people with food issues. He hates my step-mother because she's a health nut (what she thinks on this, I don't know, probably thinks its stupid, like my step-sister--we quarrel a lot on what food is healthy, despite us both being interested in the subject). When I told him about the (what I thought was cute) acronym, SAD, he got pissed off. Thought that it was elitist. That "Americans must be sad because they're eating disgusting SAD food." When I told my father and aunt, whom I tend to look for the most guidance, they thought it was cute and amusing as well. To quote my dad, "It IS sad!" I still don't understand why he hates the SAD acronym. He was absolutely fine with SMD.
I think overall, he doesn't feel as though he'll be providing for me--that whole manly thing. He wouldn't be able to cook them for me, so then its like... I don't need his help. He also seems to feel its anti-human, too barbaric. He can never stand to hear me say things like "Humans are animals!" He says he'd definitely deny me my right to be fed to animals when I die (which you are allowed to do in the USA, supposedly, however I don't know who does it) and instead give me either a normal burial or cremate me. (Whether or not its weird to talk about burials when you're 21, I pretty much talk about a lot of ideas, usually with my father, which I then tend to rely to my boyfriend, which a mixture of results.)
I just don't know how to bring him to understand my decision. He may, somewhere in his brain, logically understand what I mean--that humans were raw eaters and that our systems are still better off with raw food, but when dealt personally, with me, he has an issue with it.