3 Ways People Overshare Early in Dating: Beware!

But I can see how it would be irritating in the situation you described. The does hard-ons, tampons and STDs. Its all a game for some, and if you want to get ahead, you play it. There is nothing quite like someone saying too much, too soon.

Our desire to be noticed by the larger world, or at least a subset of it, lulls us into sharing attention grabbing information that our more measured selves might think twice about. Much has been written about how anonymity can hinder online discussions, be they on Twitter or in the comments sections.

People who post every intimate detail on Facebook 'are hardwired to do so' - Blame it on narcissism One psychologist blames the influx of the overshare on an increase in individualism — and with that comes a hike in narcissism. I am getting so worked up about email ettiquette today reading this!

I entered the world of social media oversharing much like entering my kitchen at night, in total darkness with my hands stretched out in front of me. I forged ahead in this global orgy of oversharing with the certain knowledge that I knew nothing and would soon be stubbing my toe, or worse. Users of both products may need to be that lie ahead. While toxic fumes pose a very real threat to our health, oversharing and forgetting the permanent nature of our online musings comes with its own risks. Oversharing is brave…or simply misguided? This week alone I have seen photos of a young teen having her face stitched in the ER. ER photos, in all their gory glory, seem to cross the line into oversharing. Ignoring the gross factor, is there any chance that this is the digital footprint people hope to leave for themselves or their children? Do we really want it clogged up with oversharing and complaints about our marriages, details of our sex lives and giant invasions into the privacy of our children? Why do we share and then, at times, slip into oversharing? And, how do we stop? Social media and television call to us to overshare. We control the medium and the message, but sometimes it is hard to remember that it is not the other way around. Social media apps sit on our phones calling to us to join the fray. First, we post pictures of our kids being adorable, then losing a tooth, and later getting a scraped knee. Soon we are documenting other family ailments in painful and graphic detail and the oversharing has begun. It is a slippery slope with no clear markers along the way. It is easy to begin with the cute and to slip into the gross or invasive. Witnessing the private emotional meltdowns that are the staple of this genre may have signaled to the rest of us that not only is sharing and oversharing acceptable, it may even be desirable. Finally, there is the thirst for fame, that little voice inside us crying out for our 15 minutes. Our desire to be noticed by the larger world, or at least a subset of it, lulls us into sharing attention grabbing information that our more measured selves might think twice about. Why not amuse your friends and the larger world with an unending stream of photos of yourself? Computers, and worse, handheld devices, do not yet come equipped with a breathalyzer. Some of the answer to the question of why we share has its roots in when we share. The decision to share or not share has less to do with the piece of information we are passing along and more to do with our own mental and physical state. Anger, pain, elation, or the adrenaline high from a good workout are all more likely to make us effuse online or in real life. Drunk dialing used to be a problem. Have a few too many, dial an old flame and, bam, an ugly and very forgettable phone call. The good news, of course, was that in the morning there were only two people who knew about the indiscretion and both of you could work on the assumption that it never happened. Keyboards connected to 2. Venting our anger or pain or frustration online seems like a good idea, right up to the moment when it does not. We care too much what others think. Experts say that oversharing is fueled by our insecurities, the need to compensate for deficits, socially or professionally that we perceive in ourselves. We worry about what others think, try desperately to make ourselves look good, giving away far more information than we should. In person we are, at least, receiving the social clues that this is not working. Despite the constant barrage of exhortations to think of ourselves as a brand, we are not brands. We are neither brands nor products and thinking of ourselves as such can be dehumanizing; once that very human barrier is broken down, oversharing can begin. It is fine, even funny, for Geico to look stupid, in their constant plea for our attention, but is the same true for us? We are people with complex lives that inevitably involve the privacy of others. Brands advertise and they spend billions of dollars in the unending quest for attention and for them almost any attention is good attention, not so for us. Spilling online is strangely easy. Anyone who has even faced an angry parent, teacher, or boss knows how difficult it is to admit something while staring someone in the face. Admissions of guilt or misbehavior have always been easier to spill in a letter, without the eye contact that inhibits us. The internet has no eye contact, it is a letter to the world, thus far easier to write yet far from private. It may be one of the great ironies of the internet age — that it is easier to confess our misjudgments and misdoings to the world, than to a single person. Is it right to write about our kids? We start writing about our kids before they can read somehow forgetting that is inevitable that they will see every word we have typed. And they will see these words through their highly critical, easily embarrassed 13-year-old eyes. What may seem loving to us, will be mortifying to them. And in truth, as their parents, neither can we. We may have decided to live with any future consequences of our own oversharing, but A larger and perhaps more insidious problem is that by recounting their lives online, we are creating their public persona. We are telling the world who our children are and because that record will never be erased that view of them, frozen in time, will live on. Is fair to do this? Is it fair to paint an ineradicable picture of them as a tantruming toddler or petulant teen? How to stop oversharing. There is a great deal of advice out there about how to stop oversharing. But when looked at closely it all seems to boil down to just one thing. Think, or more specifically, think ahead. Imagine the ripple effect of the piece of information you are about to share. Imagine meeting new people who posses the piece of information you are about to disclose. Think about that information in the public domain today, and think about it in the public domain decades from now. Still okay with it? Then wait, and think again. Time, consideration and reflection are the antidotes to oversharing, so take and use all three.

But the corporate people who overshare should be minimal. Dehydration and low blood sugar turned me into a xi train with no brakes. Oversharing is brave…or simply misguided. I probably know more about her health, finances, and family problems than I do about my own. Most of us aren't aware of other people's micro-expressions, though we see them subconsciously. You and Jamie are tied for the fub for who can make me snort my coffee today.