So I was being ridiculous. I was being oversensitive. I was being horrible. And no she did *not* make me cry. *I* made me cry and no way was I going to put that guilt trip on her. And she wasn't criticizing, she was giving me advice.
I was just, y'know, reading it wrong. Totally my fault. As always.
At one point she swore at me and said she was thinking about not coming at all.
I think we're over it now. Not better, just with me having reaffirmed that it's better if I'm just not honest. If I just pretend that everything is fine like I've been doing for years. It keeps things running more smoothly.
Tomorrow everything will be fine and I will never know if people appreciated me or not. And I don't know if I'm supposed to care or need it.