You effing made me tell you one of my secrets and then misunderstood me and humiliated me. I know I raised my voice at you but you were being so wrong. Why couldn't you have asked for clarification instead of jumping to the wrong conclusion. You decided my issue was mild and it wasn't. So now I feel a million times worse for having had to correct you. I have wanted to call you every hour and yell at you. Why can't you be perfect?!