Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Spoke too soon

I need to learn when to shut up. Lately I’ve been oversharing in conversations with friends and it doesn’t occur to me until after the fact that I’ve weirded them out. I’ve always been a pretty open person. Hello, blogging? Journalism? All about sharing information. But sometimes I don’t realize when or where to draw the line at what to share and what to keep for myself. I always assumed that with good friends you don’t have to worry about that line, but maybe that’s part of becoming an adult—knowing when to keep your trap closed.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi sweetie,
just reading your blog because, ugh, I haven't had to the chance to call and wanted to see how you're doing. (I plan to remedy the phone call thing soon).
How sad that people have made you feel shitty for opening up. You should be able to share all the embarrassing, heartbreaking, personal moments with good friends. (of course, social rules dictate that we're talking about good friends -- not the woman in line at the supermarket or the clerk at Banana Republic). A friend can understand even if she hasn't experienced the exact same situation. We all know what it's like to do something stupid, to make mistakes, to hurt.
Some of the best conversations are when people open up:
Friend 1: "you know, I'm totally embarrassed to admit I use it, but I found the La Amore dildo brand got me there in five seconds."
friend 2: "Oh my gawd! I'm so glad you told me. I've never told anyone, but I've been using the Slut Supply model for years and it just doesn't do the job quickly enough for my busy lifestyle."
If growing up means shutting up, I want to be a kid forever.
Lots of love to you,
Chester's Mom