Nobody knows how many rational beings SD affects. It is the disease no one takes seriously. Believe the Bear, it is no laughing matter. Allow him to share his personal story.
If you saw the Bear, you'd think, "Oh, crap! There's a freakin' Bear!" How could you know that deep inside, in his most authentic part, he's not a Bear at all, but a Man. He thinks like a man, and dresses like a man. (So, it would be more like, "Oh, crap! There's a freakin' Bear! And he's wearing clothes.")
|SD Sufferer in London|
Obviously, God totally messed up in placing a human soul in a Bear body. But there is a way to fix it. By means of a long series of complex and dangerous surgeries coupled with drug treatments, the Bear can be transformed into a ghastly, 8-ft tall man covered in dense fur.
|SD coupled with Gender Dysphoria. We are not circus freaks!|
But if there's one thing the Bear has learned in 1300 years, being Catholic is really hard. And often annoying. Have you ever had to wake up from hibernation every single week and trudge through six feet of snow to Mass? Without shoes?
So the Bear has decided to go through species reassignment therapy. He will no longer be the Bear, but... well, he can't be "The Man," so he'll have to pick a name. Something manly. Like Cliff. or maybe Rock.
And this blog will sound like, "Greetings, fellow people, this is your commentator, Rock, writing something new about our Pope, Francis the Great. Today, I (wow, a first person singular pronoun!) I want to write 27 things to know and share about Pope Francis' the Great's toothbrush. I know you'll find this just as fascinating as I did, so pour yourself a steaming mug of hot, steaming coffee, and settle down for some fascinating information that I, as a man, not a Bear, just know you will enjoy."
One of the first things they'll do is remove the Bear's snark gland, so might as well enjoy it while he's still got it!
Then we can get to work on the Bear's Yorkie, Buster, who also struggles with Species Dysphoria.
Note: The Bear has no doubt that some people don't feel right about themselves, and that this causes distress. What the Bear finds absurd, and, in a way, cruel and exploitative, is the fact that this mental illness is "fed" in a way similar to the way homosexuality is catered to, rather than treated. Maybe there isn't a cure for either one. Many, if not most mental illnesses are treatable (if you're lucky) but not curable. Somehow, it is only when it comes to sexuality that we must become mad ourselves, rather than treat it.