Oh! Why did I puke?!
If you are past the repulsive
title, you would know this is not about me puking, in a literal sense. If you
did take it literally- Eww! What were you thinking?! It’s gross. I am talking
about the occasional episodes of verbal diarrhea. Oh Dear Lord! Now I am
regretting writing this post even before I have started it. Let me stop using
phrases referring to any bodily functions.
People, I am talking about my
episodes of talking without a filter. Or rather having a long conversation with
someone only to regret it later. That’s what this post is about. Not anything
else.
Do you think this after a
conversation – why the hell did I open my mouth? I get this feeling after I have
a long conversation with someone. Why, oh, why did I have to open my mouth? I
think it’s pretty similar to the regret after wolfing down a cheesecake and
skipping your work out. Yes, Double Regret.
When a friend asks you “how’s
life?”, we or I should say I usually respond with “it’s good, the usual” or
vague responses even if I am in the worst place. But then there are sometimes
when life is just meh, not really bad, just meh, I blurt out my deepest darkest
secrets in my heart. Deepest darkest secrets do not translate to I work as a
spy or I am a vigilante, which I don’t think is much of a secret these days.
You know what I mean? Have you seen Super Girl, Flash or Arrow etc? Everyone, I
mean everyone seems to know who the vigilante is except of course the one
person they are in love with. What’s the point of being a secret vigilante when
even people in an alternate universe know Barry is the Flash?!! Oh right, I am
rambling now. Hmmm, maybe I should write about cliché TV shows. Alright, where was I? I blurt out my deepest
darkest secrets in my heart – which only translates to how I feel like a
disappointment, how it feels like I am having a quarter life crisis or how I
want to do something but can’t because I don’t seem to have the drive to do it.
Only to feel bad after the conversation. After the conversation, I feel like I
have been whining when things don’t go my way.
A while back, a friend asked how
was life and I described in detail how I actually feel aka one-hour whining
session. After an hour, my friend said “Well, now that that’s out of the way, I
was let go. Do you know of any openings?” I felt so (add a couple of extra O’s
so you know how I felt) guilty. This has happened a lot of times. I mean, not
my friend being let go. I talk to a friend about my “so called” issues and then
after the conversation I feel like an un-thankful whiny person. I literally
cringe after I realize how whiny I acted and then take an oath never to
over-share. But, then it happens again, exactly six months later with a
different friend. Sometimes the same friend if they are unlucky.
So, do you guys have episodes of
over sharing? Please say yes and make me feel better.