A woman once told me I scared her and not to speak to her again. It was said in a moment of anger, but it CRUSHED me. I'd never been told that from a woman before (and luckily not since!) It was so shocking and jarring. I felt like Quasimodo or Frankenstein. Some kind of unlovable beast! I fled into the night, and even though I cared for her I respected those words and never did approach her again. She ended up coming up to me a few months later and asked if we are okay. Okay? No, we'll never be okay.