Sometimes it’s hard for me to call myself a millennial. I was born in the mid-'80s and my earliest memories are clearest around 1990-91. But to be a millennial is to have been born anytime between the early '80s and early aughts, and there are plenty of differences within those eras. My "section" of millennialism still recalls having a mostly computer-free childhood. We didn’t have internet in my household until I was 13. Still, I refuse to apologize for being a millennial, even if I don’t always share the same memories as those on the latter end of the generational spectrum.
Overall, I am pretty fed up with all the anti-millennial think pieces, mainly penned by bitter baby-boomers (and sometimes also by over-privileged gen-x-ers and millennials). There’s all this talk about millennials being entitled and lazy and unappreciative and every other negative trait you can think of. However, few bother to explore why we might appear “lazy” (maybe because the workforce has become increasingly saturated) or why we don’t seem to have our collective “sh*t together” (perhaps because so many of us are drowning in student debt). I even had some random troll on Twitter get bent out of shape because I just recently wrote another piece on millennial life. So you know what? I am a millennial and, no, I won’t apologize for it, nor will I apologize for any of the other things below.