So here’s a really bad math metaphor:
Everyone can look at me and see 3.
They assume my 3 comes from 1+2. Nice and simple.
But really, they just see 3.
I’m not always 3.
But when I am I am never just 1+2.
It’s always, okay I am not good at math, it’s always so much more. Lots of weird symbols nobody else understands.
It’s an awful metaphor if you suck at math like I do, but it’s just so accurate. Even in the weird abstract puff-of-air mess that I’ve tried to explain.
I guess some things can only be explained to those who want to understand enough to try over and over.