And that reputation is well deserved. I invited my sister over for lunch yesterday and she had to keep reminding me not to tell anyone things we were discussing because of my tendency to over-share.
Is there an Over-sharers’ Anonymous? Because I need to join. Because I can’t stop.
People often regard the blog as being way too TMI. But it’s NUTHIN. In person I talk and talk and talk about everything. From the mundane to the I DONT WANT TO KNOW PLEASE STOP and everything in between.
There is no filter. I am an open book. Wide, wide open.
Do you think it’s a product of my situation? Is it because I was closed for so long? My gawd, I am startled by the things I happily reveal to virtual strangers.
What the freaking hell is wrong with me? Shut up shut up shut up shut up.
I can’t shut up.
One day it’s going to bite me. Hard.
Yes Margot. I know. I should get a journal and write it all down instead. But a journal can’t discuss it with me ad nauseaum, as I over-analyse the bejesus out of it.
Actually, that’s the other thing I need: Over-analysis Anonymous. Where do I find its local branch?
housegoeshome 
LOL! I probably need to join too (although I do it more in person and babble away incessantly to all friends (who’ll listen).
I think your ‘over-sharing’ is endearing, Alana. I do prefer an open, unreserved character (as Emma said in the novel of the same name – one of my fav of Austen’s) 🙂
We should over-share together sometime Lee-Anne, since we share a city (I think)
Yes, we do – Sydney…we’re neighbours – let’s do it! 🙂