Hello Mr. Opinions. I am your small town cashier, and because of the small town you know every detail about me. Or so you think. I do not like you telling me that I am ruining my life.
Yes, I am 20, engaged to a person of another race and belief system, not living in a dorm, working full time, going to night school, have a family of alcoholics. But none of those reasons justify your criticism.
Next time you feel the need to give me a lecture, fuck off. Your opinion means nothing to me, and I think I am doing just fine in life.