I'll get over it
It's very weird to find out, sometimes after many years, that what I thought was so, isn't.
I think about asking for clarification. Did the person really mean that? But I've found in the past when I dredge up stuff like this, the person usually doesn't even remember saying it. A sentence that has been reverberating in my brain for days, that I keep trying to parse, to assign some meaning to that doesn't re-write the relationship -- it was just something to say, something tossed off in the course of the conversation. So I don't think there's much point in bringing it up.
Then I step back again, and think, does it really matter what was said? Does it really change the relationship? Can't I look at our shared history and see what actually is, and not get all over-analytical with it? Actions speak, but if the motivation is opaque, what then? Does it really matter why people do what they do, or does it only matter that they do it?
I know it's pointless, but I keep worrying this like a loose tooth. Whenever I have nothing else to keep me busy, my thoughts go back to it, fruitlessly. I'll get over it. As far as the rest of the world is concerned, everything is OK, even if I'm not feeling that way. Eventually, I will.