Social Networking – Sanjay Sabarwal's Blog

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I talk too much. I post too much. I tend to do everything too much that pleases me, and when I do something that pleases me, I like to share it. I never thought much about how it affects other people. I just know how I feel, and when something moves me, I like to forward it to people who I think would benefit from me. A friend of mine advised that perhaps of just blindly forwarding, I explain why I am forwarding to that particular person, because to some it may just look like over sharing. I know I am struggling with things personally, and I have an inkling that others are too. I just read something that hit me, we are all bozos on a bus. We all pretend that we are OK when we talk to each other, saving our real feelings only for a few or none. I lived that life, and it got me an unhappy life.

Yet, my friend has a point. If I quietly forward an email or share on Facebook, what will that person get out of it? I guess I am afraid of offending them. “Does he really think I need help with exercise?” or “Who does he think he is telling me about depression.” I create their response in my head and so I forward in silence because I am too afraid to really tell the person what I feel. It’s also because I am afraid of being rejected if I reach out to the person. Or it could be that I have this tendency to want to tell people how to live their lives.

I don’t know when I became so afraid when before I would blurt out whatever came to my head. That also got me in trouble because I usually ended up revealing something about someone that probably shouldn’t have been shared. That’s been my problem my whole life. I either over share, don’t share enough, or not at all. I am struggling with my own thoughts and feelings on a constant basis. I realize how whiny this post may seem to some, but I’d rather share than err on the side of not really being myself. So you’re gonna have to bear with me while I share because I’d rather been seen as a oversharer” than someone who did nothing.

That does not mean I will forward blindly, but if you do happen to get a forward from me that’s not a joke, perhaps, just perhaps I am trying to say something to you politely, or just reach out to you in my way. If its unwelcome, tell me, but no matter what, tell me something, anything rather than the deafening silence I continually face in my forwarding marathons.