There have been many times in my life when words or phrases came to mean something other than what many understand them to mean. Off the top of my head I can think of a few examples.
My husband and I communicate in ways often causing our friends to do a double-take and wonder what in the world we are talking about. For example, I might be in the living room doing something and yell down to my husband in the basement to bring me “that thing next to the big thing.” Seconds later he hands me exactly what I needed. We share a language created during our many years of living together.
Another opportunity to share a unique means of communication is in the work environment. When I was still active in the corporate world, my team of many years knew exactly what each other needed or what we meant by a simple nod of the head or a raised eyebrow. We had spent hours together creating, editing, masterminding and learning to trust one another. In all that time we eventually understood things without needing to say a word. When we were in situations where verbal connection wasn't an option, those non-communication actions spoke volumes. I was somehow comforted by this; feeling a sense of security knowing I was part of something uniquely special.
When I was drinking and rarely eating, there was a lot of conversation in my head which was uniquely special for me too. I never shared these ongoing internal dialogues with anyone because I couldn’t explain them. I had a difficult enough time myself just trying to understand how and why the subject matter would roll back and forth like a pendulum. One moment I’d be justifying my irrational behavior and the next I’d be mentally berating myself for having such thoughts.
I carried on with this silent metronome of conversation for years. I was absolutely certain if anyone else could hear what I heard, they’d consider my train of thought not only foreign but nowhere near normal....