I never said I didn't want replies. You're the one telling me to let it go and not care, but you care enough about what I said to join in. So I ask why to point out we all do it on some level. We all get caught up in something that may be a waste of time, but we do it anyway because it takes 5 seconds.

I'm asking you what the point of your reply is then. I normally don't let it bother me, but yes, yesterday when someone unexpectedly said something extremely rude, I was bothered enough to rant. Frankly the situation was down right scary because it was out of no where and unpredictable and hostile. It made me think about other times it has happened and when I've seen other women deal with it too

It was my mistake to think I could go to a feminist forum and not get shit on some more so I'll give you that.

But as soon as I ranted I forgot I even posted about it until I got home after hanging out with a friend and opened reddit wondering what the hell caused me to have 6 messages, one of which telling me how arrogant I am.

The only time I thought about the situation for 4 or so hours in between was when I told my friend and he relayed that his boyfriend was being harassed and was even punched in the face because he is gay. This is a well-known and well-liked guy. And guess what, it was out of no where. But I guess he deserved it to. I guess the first time it happened he shouldn't have called the cops to tell them it would escalate (which it did when someone jumped him and punched him).

We all deal with shitty situations in different ways.

I wanted to express my frustration and maybe reach out to someone who experienced something similar, because in that moment of that rant, it felt pretty shitty to be yelled at when the only other experience with this person was positive and there was joking and laughing. I only come to this town for a little while every year and I don't talk to a lot of people. If I had known I was going to run into a friend who could relate I wouldn't even have written anything on here, but in that moment of the rant I felt really fucking alone.

But I ranted and felt better, then I had the friend and there was one person here who was able to relate to what I said so I'm good.

Yet I'm still scratching my head the my motives for posting something on a site where thousands of people post everyday and feelings about being called derogatory names are questioned.