People are always saying we should talk about things more.
I say it too. I say it because I've been told by other people that when they talk to me it helps them. No, I'm not bragging, merely explaining, if you'll bear with me. I'm not sure how often it helps me to talk to people, though. I find that most people don't help me much. Perhaps the situation could be something like that in my chem class. The professor in there says he often gets comments like "Everything I learned I had to teach myself." He doesn't take it as a criticism, but as a compliment; indeed, don't you learn best and most permanently when you learn material your way? So perhaps the argument could be made that the simple act of talking it out, having to explain things, helps in and of itself.
It's a tempting argument. Explaining forces you to clarify what you're thinking, what the problem(s) is (are), what you want to do, et cetera, et cetera. So in some sense it could help. But it surely does not always apply. Not for me anyways; I know talking doesn't always help. Somehow, some people just leave me unsatisfied in their responses. Though I suppose it does do a little in those cases; but it can hurt, too, even if they don't mean it like that, or if they just don't know what to say or something.
No, I am not writing about anyone in particular here, or any sort of recent occurance. It just occurred to me as the whole talk about it thing has been coming up lately.
Someone said I should try being completely honest for a day, just as a point of contrast. I don't think it's such a good idea; I plan on trying to bring out more stuff that needs to be on the table though. [Some of you may have seen that already.] Then again, that same person is pestering me about writing more, so nanny nanny boo boo to her. Geez, you'd think that people wouldn't want me to after that last one; then again, maybe they want it off the front page. I think I can go along with that.
Please don't think me a hypocrite. I do try to talk. But sometimes it's not that simple; whether I am afraid of what that person will think, whether I don't think they should have to hear about that because of something in our mutual experiences (past, present, or future), or because of their or our friends, or any other reason. Sometimes there are good reasons not to tell specific people specific things.
Then again, that implies that I have specific things to discuss. Right.
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