It is very difficult for me to be around people who are sensitive like that. I've been extremely fortunate in that I've managed to find a husband who just laughs when I say something awful, because he knows that I probably didn't mean for it to come out as it did.
For example, I recently told him that after getting my dog, marrying him was the choice that had the greatest impact on my life when I was desperately trying to dig myself out of a hole. Now, I meant "after" as in time--we got married after I got my dog--and hadn't even been thinking about relative importance, but it was poorly phrased. If he were the type to just get upset and not say anything about it, our marriage would likely be short and unhappy. As it was, because he just laughed about it and didn't get upset, I was able to explain things more clearly.
I wish everyone would give me the opportunity to clarify when they hear me say something awful--most of the time, my intended meaning isn't awful at all.
Funny, my cat and I have entire conversations every few days. She meows, then I meow, then she meows, back and forth, until one or the other of us gets tired. If I'm saying something that she understands, I don't know what, and if her meows actually mean something, I don't know what. Sometimes when I have conversations with people I don't know very well, it feels like we might be just meowing back and forth, making noises, and neither of us is truly "getting" what the other person is trying to say. Communication is a funny thing.
P.S. You guys will have to excuse me and the philosophical ramblings I keep adding to random threads. My recent battery of AS assessment/neuropsychological testing provided an opportunity to engage in fruitful introspection. A lot of questions that used to occupy my thoughts years ago were ultimately shelved because they weren't going anywhere. Why bang your head against the wall when there are other, equally fascinating questions whose answers might possibly be within reach? There have been so many other questions to keep me busy, I completely forgot to return to ones about the fundamental nature of my own interactions with others of my own species. Kind of important, yet for so many years I'd just shrugged it off as an unfathomable mystery! Now that I've found a way to think about these things in a meaningful way, it's sending me off onto all sorts of philosophical tangents. Just ignore me if I get annoying or sound crazy. I'm perfectly sane, despite a tendency to occasionally think myself into a corner. It's all in good fun!