You have to stand up and say, 'There's nothing wrong with me or my shape or who I am, you're the one with the problem!'
The total amount of suffering per year in the natural world is beyond all decent contemplation. During the minute that it takes me to compose this sentence, thousands of animals are being eaten alive, many others are running for their lives, whimpering with fear, others are slowly being devoured from within by rasping parasites, thousands of all kinds are dying of starvation, thirst, and disease.
The demand to be loved is the greatest of all arrogant presumptions.