but I'm one of those people who takes it all to heart. whatever you say, I expect you to back it up. I'm not going to give you a free pass because you changed your mind later. If you say you love me and later you don't love me, you suck in my eyes, because you said something you didn't mean. And if you insult me or interfere in my life or butt into something between me and someone else that's none of your business, I'm not going to let that go by, just because you talked before you thought and maybe later changed your mind or didn't mean it. words for me are written on stone, written with blood, it kills me to take back anything i said and it happens only rarely.
this is one place where i conflict with a lot of other people, people who change their minds, who talk out of turn. no, you do not do that, with me.
and she doesn't understand that *I* *did* *mean* *it*.
then she tells me about Irene, who she roomed with, who went on incessantly about something, and she finally lost patience with Irene and said, "Irene would you just SHUT UP!" And from that day forward, Irene did shut up, never spoke to her again, would talk to other people in the room but not to her. About fifty years after this happened she met Irene again at some get-together and Irene still would not speak.
She doesn't understand that she gave birth to Irene.