I am an oversharer. I put it all out there and sometimes I say too much.
Whew...glad that confession is out of the way...
I'm a confession wimp because this is so obvious. You have to be a bit of an oversharer to have a blog. I mean, here I am, putting all kinds of stuff out on the internet for the whole world to see. I guess I have assumed from the beginning that I would have a small blog and that not that many people would want to read it. What's so interesting about me anyway? *crickets*chirp*chirp*
Actually, I generally consider the oversharing to be a mostly positive quality. I have nothing to hide really. I have written about topics on the old blog that would seem pretty personal and not always pretty (like postpartum depresssion, my messy house, my bad taste in music, my sewing attempts and fails, you get the idea), but I don't want to have a blog that is all rainbows and gumdrops because that's not true to life. There are plenty of funny moments and embarrassing moments and that-is-just-so-sweet moments, but things are not always rosy. The oversharing is not just limited to the blog though. I have been known to give away the gory details of labor and delivery (all moms do this though, right? I will admit that I rather like hearing other birth stories) or to describe my stretch marks in WAY too much detail. I figure that it's better to be a real person than a perfect person, especially since I would fail miserably at the latter.
There are times when oversharing becomes diarrhea-of-the-mouth. It's like I can't stop myself from saying a certain something, even though I know I might be misunderstood or that I am giving too much information. It's like when someone says "Hi, how are you?" and you want to give the real answer, even though you know she doesn't really want to hear it. I did it today, sort of by accident. I didn't mean to go into so much detail, but I couldn't stop once I started, and I knew that the person I was talking to had not bargained on getting all that. What's worse is that I sort of unloaded some things that bring up bitterness, and I hate that bitter feeling.
So I walked away feeling dumb for talking too much and bitter/angry for talking about it. Ick. I began to wonder why I said what I said and whether openness is really a good thing. Maybe I should keep some of this to myself. After all, it's possible that other people just don't want to be burdened with my baggage. On the blog, they can just click the back button, but in real life, I guess it would be hard to tell me "shut up, I don't care" or "this is more than I want to know about you."
Do I need to keep more to myself, become a more private person? How much are you comfortable sharing? What do you do when you feel like you said too much?