My problem is not with you. My problem is with something you did. Don't make it about your indignation.
I offered you my compassion in the best shape it presents itself. You blew it off.
There's no dignity in quiet. No bravery in suffering so that no one could see. That way, your burden becomes burden for others. It's how you find yourself talking to an Internet stranger you have no respect for about how they're insufferable and should crawl back into the hole they came from 'cause nothing good ever comes out of their mouth.