So someone likely used to people making snide comments on her using the wrong bathroom and people using the wrong pronouns (which you just did, by the way, but that could be a typo) on a regular basis naturally reacted suspiciously to a comment you made. So what? You're telling people to be more tolerant towards bigoted/ignorant comments, but for no one to learn from it and realize why someone would be offended by being referred to as the wrong pronouns?
I'm French, so I dont know why, but I always get myself to use his on stuff like that. Which is strange since in French every single thing is male or female. (A chair for example is female, while a counter is male) Must be my translator in my brain going weird on that issue.
Also, I tolerate every single thing in the world. I'm a god damn honey badger. I do not give a single sexual intercourse about what other people do in there life if it does not affect me or if its okay with everybody affected.
Hell, I would be for Bestiality if we could communicate with animals. I really dont care.
I care about few things. Work, Money, and my immediate family (Mother, Father, Brother). I dont care about my cousins or uncle because I see them once a year and that's it. So yeah, I do not care about the death of strangers, and I'm pretty sure nobody here does outside of personal gain from it. Mostly because if we started to care about every single death count, then we would be listening to Simple Plan all day and all die from severe depression in under a week.
If a lot of people die from a earthquake, I care a little because I'm scared that might happen to me. Not because of the death, but because of my personal life.
I'm just not good at bullshitting people, so when they ask, I say the truth. If they ask about a personal thing, I will tell them, even if its not comfortable for them. Hell, I used to have a lot of fun when girls at the office said "Oh yeah that dude is hot". I turned around and said my opinion on the dude, "Meh not my kind" or "Oh yeah, he's cute" which made everybody either super unconfortable or super curious about wether or not I was gay, which I'm not.
I dont know, maybe I'm the weird one, or everybody is the weird one, I dont know. Hell, maybe I should go see a shrink to get a diagnostic and see if I'm really sociopath level 1 or what ever. But I do not care about a random stranger suicide failed attempt when she just tried to scam people money under false pretenses.