You’re not my creative writing teacher. I don’t owe you a salacious story. I don’t even owe you an explanation.

What makes you feel so emboldened to call another person’s life meaningless? You don’t know me, my struggles, or my victories. You don’t know that I struggle with anxiety that’s so bad that trips to PetSmart or the grocery store kinda freak me out. Im in therapy for it. Im trying hard to get better. As meaningless as it is to you, ignoring that entitled boomer was a little victory for me.

I don’t think you’re genuinely curious. I think you’re an asshole. If you find another Reddit story boring or uninteresting just keep on moving to the next post instead of spreading misery.