Friend says: "Hi Jen. How's it going?"
I hear: "Jenni, I've never liked you. You're an awful person and stupid. Go away."
Now, the Good news is: I knew when I work up this morning I was crazy. Thus, rather than responding: "Why you would say that? I'm sorry. Don't hate me." I force myself to repeat the EXACT words spoken to me. After a careful replay, I conclude: "Perhaps it wasn't as bad as I first thought...maybe?" Though one can never be sure about hidden nuance.
I finally respond in a timid manner suppressing a flinch: "Its okay. How are you?"
Nope, there is no moral to my story. Why would you expect that? I'm crazy today. Any attempt at a moral would be nothing more than nonsensical ramblings: "Blue plus Seven Minus Kittens eating Bears Equals My Life is Falling Apart" There. Is that what you wanted? Well, go figure out what it means because hell if I know!