I don't know how to express this correctly, but the "I'm not allowed to be happy" sentiment seems to nearly always coexist with a sort of dehumanizing pity toward the victims of violence? A sort of "I'm not allowed to be happy because they are never happy" that pre-supposes their lives to be non-stop one-dimensional misery. Which, idk, even under the most horrific of circumstances, people are still people.
Every time this post goes around I want to highlight it because it’s so, so true and if we had old timey crests these days I would strongly consider that being my motto.

