I realise the conversation I have with others is not conversation. I say my thing, they say their thing and I find out later they got the wrong end of the stick.
My dd noted I go from A to Z in my head and don't explain the steps in between, I can't often. I know and therefore it is. I realise this isn't standard thinking.
I am frustrated. Life isn't easy, it's like I am speaking a different language.