I felt that so much it feels like I just got punched directly in the chest. Whenever someone asks me what genres of music I like, just so I don't have to say the actual answers
(Meme trash, Metal, Rock, Touhou[?], Video game music [even though that's a bit too broad of a genre], and many others that I don't know what to call)
, I just say, "I listen to a lot of things." The conversation always goes on for a long time with them just not giving up, thus prolonging the suffering. The second I get my driver's license next week and I can drive alone, the music I actually want to listen to will be heard from the other side of the globe. Country music and all that trash people usually talk about at school (unless the people we're referring to are in my friend group), will be banned from my car until the day I die (or the car does).