I don't care... it's your music

So my new room mate and I worked tonight on removing the old shower. That went very well, but during this I decided with some trepidation/rebellion to put on some old mod/s3m/it/xm music. The second song in I mention "Hey if you don't like this just let me know." He looks at me and with an odd shrug "I don't care. It's not my music." Later on I mention how confused I was about this. That I should not of imposed my music on hum. He mentioned that it was my space and my tunes, he was imposing on me. For all the strides I made in ego and self-esteem this is a glaring gap.

Still processing this and how to come to a new understanding about this all.

Update: So three people said the same thing to me. This was a good interaction with nothing odd happening. Hmm, I guess my angst was in the fact that I could choose what I wanted to listen to, I wasn't chastised for it, and I can just listen to what I want. I can do what I want because I want to. Sometimes that just freaks me out. I have no one or nothing to appease. Left to myself to do what I want, I sometimes just panic. That's what I need to work on.