the urge to spill

Does anyone else ever have the urge to just spill the whole truth to people? or even on social media? It is almost assuredly a horrible idea and I never do but sometimes I just get the urge.

The first time I revealed too much about my childhood molestation to what I thought was my best friend, she spewed it to everyone in the gymnasium. Horrified, I tried to commit suicide an hour later at school.
You would think I would've learned my lesson, but I've done it other times throughout life. Finally, 20 years later, I learned. My advice.....keep your spilling of truth to PC!

Yeah, I do. And I have - but before social media. I wrote out fourteen pages of stuff and made my boyfriend read it.

You know something? He still didn't understand. So spilling everything doesn't exactly help.

I don't spill everything on social media, but I do post about my personal mental health issues on Facebook on a fairly regular basis in the attempt to spread awareness/education and stop the stigma. I've gotten absolutely no backlash for it either, and I've been doing it for about 3 or 4 years now.

I wouldn't say the urge to spill, but in conversations with people, if the moment is right, I will spill some. But I wouldn't do so on social media. I feel like that's just 'out there' permanently for people to see. All my pages are/were set to private, but people know how to hack into accounts.

Sometimes I get an urge to type out my entire life story.... But common sense always stops me. Common sense is my boring old friend but I'm sure glad I have her around. Some people can type their inner thoughts without second thought and it can all be fine. I'm not like that.

I share wayyyyyy too much ... have to watch it .... I would never tell "all" anywhere but here .... you guys know more than my T does ...

I've spilled some things to my "best friend" too, and sure enough, she shared it with everybody. So much for being my "best friend"...

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Anyway, I wouldn't bother to spill anything on social media. Doesn't seem like it's worth it. If anything, I'm likely to get a stupid/ignorant response because most people my age apparently don't know how to read Wikipedia to educate themselves on bipolar disorder. All they care about is Instagram pictures, Buzzfeed, and celebrity tweets.

I don't do social media, so that part doesn't apply, but I do sometimes wish I could tell "the rest of the story", but somehow, just can't. It's too hard to breach those walls.
Yeah, me neither. I'd like to think it's common sense, but in my case the truth is probably closer to paranoia.
I DO let rip in print though. Journaling. In code.

I get the urge too. During my college comp class last semester I almost changed my persuasive essay to the stigma of mental illness just so I can say during my speech "hey, I'm struggling with this thing."

I should admit, I've spilled everything on social media a few times with disasterous effects.

I don't blatantly announce my mental health from a soap box but I don't hide it either.

I think there is something within human nature that makes us want to talk about it and confess. Look at all the criminals who turn themselves in because they can't hold it in. I think it is a way for us to heal.

But, don't say or write anything that can be used to hurt you.

The things I said here, I could live with the consequences if they were to come back to haunt me.

No way! I have a hard time opening up here even. I've been through a lot. It's takes a lot of explaining. I try and just focus on the here and now on here. If I feel I can share more I will do it privately.

I might write a book about my life tho. Not sure yet...

From the other side of the equation, i know what it is like to be 'spilled on.' I once asked a guy i was dating how many girlfriends he had had and he spilled on me that he had been an abused child. Now, that's very sad, but it wasn't the question and i was in the middle of a divorce and not in any position to support him about it.

It's not the first time that's happened to me, either. Once i was coming back from a business trip where i'd tracked down my long-lost and very crazy brother and i almost missed the plane and had to run and my briefcase burst open and spewed paper every where. Once i was safely on the plane i burst into tears. The guy beside me showed me a picture of his kid and told me she had cancer -- again, very sad but i was in no position to help.

What is wrong with people that my own distress prompts them to confide in me their own troubles? Can't they see that I need help? That i need support?

I always overshare when I am hypomanic. It hasn't come back to bite me yet, but not hypo me is always embarrassed of the crap that I say and who I say it to. People I barely know do not need to know my diagnosis...LOL. One time I shared a LOT with what I thought was a really close friend and she basically stopped talking to me. I mean we still see each other around and chat and what not, but I guess I scared her away with my diagnosis/behavior. It really hurt to have my closest friend turn her back on me, especially in my time of need.

I've always been a person who others spill on. I usually don't mind at all and feel privileged to be confided in.... Even when it's a stranger sharing their life with me. On a few occasions I realized I wouldn't be of much use to them because I was over-extended, but I still didn't mind, just felt bad I couldn't offer real help. It's important for me to remember that other people may not want to know or care. We all have our own difficulties after all.

Sometimes when I'm extremely depressed I just want to broadcast it so everyone will understand why I can't act like myself. And leave me alone lol. But I don't.

I'm getting a tattoo in a couple of weeks and I'm excited about it but I'm not sure I'm going to share on social media because it's a cover up of my extensive self harm scars and I don't know if I'm brave enough to admit all that on social media. Mainly because I'm friends with a lot of coworkers.

I've had the urge but I've always caught myself.....or I didn't have the courage. While it is good and therapeutic to have a sounding board, you need to choose your ears *very* carefully.