My parents always needed more explaining than normal people & still didn't get it most of the time. Then I married a guy who supposedly had a high IQ but couldn't communicate worth a darn. I would say something to him & he would look at me as if I was speaking in a foreign language. For 33 years I had to repeat myself & figure out different ways to say the same thing to try to get through his head.
I finally left him & realized that I was learning to communicate with normal people & it wasn't like the difficult experience I had lived with all my life for 54 years. I think writing replies here & posting on Facebook & also my DBT group gave me a better understanding of so much. All this put together has helped me with being more concise with my conversations & my writing & still say what needs to be said.
Amazing how the environment we end up in can really mess with our ability to communicate.
Many times I would think of what I wanted to say but someone elas was talking or what I was saying would get interrupted. I would just forget about bothering. Now it feels like people I'm around listen or come back to me if something else came up & they really hear what I'm saying. The first time that happened I got so flustered I forgot what I was going to say because I was so used to never being heard anyway & sometimes I would loose my train on thought. That isn't happening like it used to....go figure the older you get the worse the memory is supposed to get....I'm working in reverse.
Put yourself around people who aren't difficult to communicate with. Sometimes a speach class can help or join toast masters to learn & PRACTICE speaking concisely can help also.
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Leo's favorite place was in the passenger seat of my truck. We went everywhere together like this.
Leo my soulmate will live in my heart FOREVER Nov 1, 2002 - Dec 16, 2018
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