No I accepted the insult as truth. After a bout 30 seconds of cutting each other off I was like “Look you’re interrupting as much as me.” Then we both agreed we were interrupters. I’m really don’t do that very often, but the kind of rants she would go on about herself… I don’t know she just had a lot to vent about. She wasn’t looking for advice in any real sense. We were very different people to begin with. I’d rather become mechanized and callous and immune to feeling the bull that this illness drags me through, and stress. She was quite the opposite, embracing her feelings as fully as possible, trying to be human.
I do feel bad for her, but she’ll get over it. I don’t think I’ll ever see her otherwise.
Apparently she has a thing for slapping people. It’s what my brother told me.
I didn’t want her advice either. Fixer has to try and fix things. An enhancer has to enhance things. A thinker just wants to sit there and analyse.