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.