Please tell me that's actually sweetened chestnut puré in noodle-form.
And I'm not wallowing in self-pity.
I just really don't like the implication that suffering has any intrinsic value.
It's my default response to comments like that. They're usually only made by people who inevitably wind up on my kill-list for being exceptionally stupid and insensitive. They will occasionally call me after they've been in bed for a few days with the flu, saying they can now "understand perfectly" what I've been going through.
Frankly, I like flooring idiots with comments like that.
I guess I really should get a response for well-meaning nice people, but there are just so few of you.
Edit: Picture of what I hope spaghetti ice cream really is: