I'm stumbling onto a breakthrough here...
It's possible that I'm a bad communicator.
I thought for a long time that I was a literate, articulate, witty and clever sort of girl. Um, perhaps not so much. Rats. I came to this conclusion after a period of "Why is everyone crazy but me?"
Hint: If everyone is crazy but you, there is some rethinking to be done.
(Remember cutie-pants River Phoenix as the teenage Indiana Jones? "Everyone's lost but me." I feel that way all the time. Dang.)
Turns out that "articulate" guarantees absolutely nothing in the whole communication game. It's all a matter of one thing. Patience, you say? Listening? Seeking First to Understand*? No. None of that helps. The only way to understand anything anyone is talking about: ESP. Mindreading. Telepathy.
Develop a psychic tendency, and you will get it, finally. All things will become clear.
Hope that helps.
*Nod to Mr. Covey, whom I have never met, but I did work at his company my third year in college.