Is there someone in your life that refuses to speak or associate with you ever again? If so, what did you say or do to become the unforgiven?
Not that I can think of, anyone that doesn’t like me probably wants to speak to me, if a little rudely.
But there are plenty of people I refuse to speak to or associate with.
— G. Raven
Yes. I touched her boob.
Yup, I slept with a friend of his.
Yup, there are a few people who will never speak to me again 
One… I have no idea what happened… I was concerned that she had post partum depression, and I tried to get her into councelling (she also had some long term emotional issues from a miserable childhood as daughter of the devil). One day, she showed up looking flushed and unable to keep still - even while talking to me she shuffled from one foot to another. She announced that she’d hooked up with some girlfriends, and they were going to see this other girl that she’d been spreading stories about for a few months. She said they were going to force the other girl to confess. As you can imagine, I was worried and rang the other girl to warn her that they were coming. The other girl managed to get in touch with them by phone, and before I knew what was happening, the other girl was apparently forgiven, but she was on my doorstep threatening to kill me, and screaming abuse into my house. I called the cops - what else can you do? - and I stayed inside and didn’t speak to her. I don’t know if she’ll ever speak to me again, and I sure as hell will never speak to her again.
The other person who’ll never speak to me again was my best friend. We moved into a house together when we were young and immature. She apparently was sleeping with my b/f behind my back, though I didn’t know it at the time. However, I did find out that she was lying to him about something I’d done, and caused the breakup of the relationship. Then she did a runner in the middle of the night, leaving me with all the bills - they were in my name, because the power, phone, etc companies wouldn’t allow dual names on a bill in those days. Her mother, when asked to pay for the phone bill, refused. She said it was in my name, therefore it was my bill, and she didn’t care that they only calls logged on it were to her son, long-distance.
I don’t think I was at fault either time. I also think I’m better off without both of them.