Males and females naturally communicate much differently to begin with. Then add years of tragic and traumatic events and the communication gets even more scattered and tattered. I really dig the chicken pecking explanation, as a sufferer, it truly does feel like being pecked at, at times, to try to help others better understand. I simply don't have the energy and resources to pull from in order to support myself at times, much less find enough for everyone else who is supposedly higher functioning than I am yet still claims they just can't "get" me. A friend once suggested checking out a book called The Five Love Languages and it really opened my eyes to how different every individual's needs are. Be it romantically or otherwise. We think we can pick up what another is feeling, but we're really only picking up on our perceived understanding based on how we've always felt about things in our own circumstances.