Difficulty explaining problems to others.

[eryu]

At least in the detail I need to in order to reach understanding. I guess a lot requires people giving me the benefit of the doubt on certain things too.
I am sick of explaining 'up to a point', getting a suggestion for a solution that I know won't work (or would work, but that I'm not able to do for various reasons) then having to explain why it won't work or give some vague expression of agreement because I simply don't have the energy and brain power (or pain tolerance) to both go into detail on the traumatic facts of my condition and then hear overt or covert doubt in people's voices about the issues that destroyed my life and still make it a waking nightmare.
So I don't try to go into detail for the most part.
I avoid talking about the level of deprivation and pain I experience, which feels lonely but is more tolerable than feeling reviled, ashamed and lonely.
When I suspect that I am judged, I try as much as I can to direct my attention elsewhere.

Are you having issues explaining to people the severity of your mental problems? The profundity and impact of your reaction to things other people find to be complete non-issues?
Are you hoping maybe if you explain things just right, that they will understand and listen?
Lower your expectations.
When I began experiencing things which I now better understand to be a brain injury, there still was little regard for what I was going through from most of the people who could and should have helped.
There was little attempt at any regard.
Perhaps the doctor will know what you're talking about and be able to prescribe you some sort of treatment (cross your fingers that it doesn't make you worse).
If you need ongoing daily assistance to maintain any quality of life or even just to spare yourself from further trauma, you will likely find that the people you used to call friends and family are not particularly interested.
They will continue living lives objectively better than yours by every conceivable metric, while you writhe in unbearable agony (which you will be blamed for, naturally). And if you should ever complain then prepare yourself to be lectured about how the grass is always greener on the other side and perhaps you'd better do a bit of introspection and self-reproach for the sin of envy.

If you survive your nightmares, cut every last one of these people out of your life forever.
They do not deserve a single crumb of you.

 

[Valky]

First of all, I am really sorry that you feel the way you do, I can totally relate to that!

(If you don't wanna read my experience or the advice I have then feel free to just ignore this)

Luckily, my friends and family are very understanding of my condition.

And I felt the way you feel in therapy. That it is no use talking over the same things again and again. What could change the next time you explain?

I found a lovely therapist. One that understood. That didn't judge. Even tho I recited the same story countless times to other people, she made me feel understood and safe. She was able to give me insight from a new perspective which helped me realize things and patterns, that were so obvious but still overlooked by me. Sadly not every therapist is like that and it can be extremely exhausting to find the right one. But once you do, it can be of immense help.

I really wish you will be able to find that kind of therapist/person in your life. Don't loose hope

 

[Lostandlooking]

I relate to your story, though my problems probably stem from autism, not a brain injury. I tried explaining my experience countless times. But it seems people often have preconceived ideas, based on their own experiences and the way I present myself. I have a calm disposition and can explain my troubles calmly and somwehat eloquently. It does not reflect my inner turmoil. But it also seems people ignore my words even if I'm crying. I find myself unable to express what goes on inside. It has been disregarded so many times that I fantasize about never talking again. And I avoid talking about my problems for the moment. Though I'm required to talk to my therapist's every now and then. And then it just hurts. And there will be times where I'm again required to try to explain. I worry about it frequently and I get really upset thinking about it.

'I avoid talking about the level of deprivation and pain I experience, which feels lonely but is more tolerable than feeling reviled, ashamed and lonely.'

That's spot on.

Wishing you the best, you're not the only one struggling with this.