While I’ve been convalescing, I’ve been thinking about how to respond to this. It’s hard. I don’t want to sound conceited. I don’t want to sound argumentative. I don’t want to preach.

I don’t want to pretend like I know how things are for anyone else. I only know how things are for me.

So I’ve decided on a way forward that’s about me. Not about you, Heath Houston, nor about you, anonymous reader. Perhaps you’ll find something in my story that is familiar, or interesting, or amusing. Perhaps you’ll find something relatable.

Perhaps you’ll find you’ve just lost ten minutes you can never get back. (Or six minutes, according to Medium. I guess that doesn’t include the 20-minute video.)