I've been seeing new talk of "Microaggressions" around the internet, where you cry a sad tear inside when someone inadvertently hurts your feelings, especially because you thought they were being racist/sexist, and they didn't.

Uh wow, I guess I'm successfully battling microaggressions all day every day. All the homeless people begging have been confusing me with someone wealthy. All those ladies confusing me for a pedophile because I dare to be seen in public with kids while carrying a penis in my pants. When my reddit inbox tells me to check my privilege, yup, doublechecked, triplechecked, far less power than you presume, about the same as you at slim to none.

Here's the best response I've seen to the idea, basically "get over it, life is hard". I'm not going to change my behaviors to make it easier for you.

Why does this ring redpill to me? One of the hardest things for me as a young man preventing me from obtaining what I needed out of life was how much I cared about what random strangers thought of me. "I can't cold approach, she'll think I'm a creep." "What if she says no???" While my RP friend was like "PUHAHAHA, the worst thing she'll do is say no! and that's not that bad at all! You have to rummage through the no's to find the yes's"