Too Much Information

While I was growing up, we were always encouraged to share our thoughts and feelings. This caused my sisters and me to become very open with our parents. Over the last few years, we have become open books, and at this point, I think they would actually want us to share less. My mom and Phoebe are definitely more shy when it comes to doing tell-alls. They share the important stuff, but there is never too much information. They keep their personal stuff personal. Bella and I, on the other hand, share way too much information. I don’t think either of us care at all. If it happened, it’ll probably be said to at least two other members of the family. My dad loves to overshare as well. He also likes to spread the information. Sometimes he will say something to my mom that even I know is too much for a mom to hear about her son. Sometimes we will be hanging out with his friends, and he’ll tell them about me taking a fierce shit out of nowhere. You really don’t know where he’s going with a story until he is finished with it. I’ve talked about this with my friends and family a lot. My friends can sometimes be shocked by how much I know about my family, and sometimes I overshare about my personal life too. I think some of my friends would like to walk around with a “Too Much Information” button that automatically silences me. I love when people feel comfortable oversharing. It shows a sense of comfort in the room. Nothing drives me crazier than quiet people during a conversation. I’d rather hear something crazy and forget about it in a few days than have someone be quiet and make me uncomfortable. I don’t know if my oversharing is a way to make other people feel comfortable talking or if it is to make me feel comfortable within a group. I guess if people know a lot, they make their judgment. Either they like the openness or they don’t. If they do, bam! You have someone to talk to! If they don’t, fuck them. I think part of writing all these posts involves oversharing my life. Not too many people read them, but I put a decent mix of intimate thoughts and feelings out into the world. Whether it's an attempt to be funny or something I actually care about, I do put a lot of my opinions out for people to judge. I guess I just like people knowing the real me from my own voice. I’d prefer you to think of me as open and honest than quiet and unfriendly. If you are quiet and you know it, clap your hands. If you are quiet and you know it, clap your hands. Happy Monday, everyone!