"A whale is found dead with more than 30 plastic bags in its stomach" reads the headline. I almost throw up. I steel myself, knowing exactly how I'll feel if I read the article. I read it anyway, because I prefer truth over denial.

I feel exactly how I knew I would. Numb. Angry. Overwhelmed. Helpless. Guilty. But also determined. I know I'm not the only one trying to stop the insane inflow of plastic into every crevice of our lives, lifestyles, and now the entire foodchain of the planet.