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TIFU: I Shared Too Much

Today, I was really excited that my friend was back at the dorm after 3 days, so I started talking about everything and anything without thinking. Most of what I was talking about was my bipolar disorder, which admittedly, probably was annoying because I mention that so much. I was telling her I was struggling with my mental health in relation to my bipolar disorder, my parents wanted me to come home, asking her about how studies have been going, how classes have been going, random things about myself, showed her photos of the food I was having, and the list goes on. It went on for about 30 minutes. Then, I started sharing about what delusions I had when I’m manic—listing them out and oversharing. After 3, she said she needed to go to the bathroom and go soon. I basically drove her away with my oversharing, and I knew it right away. I apologized, but that didn’t really help… She probably won’t even come back next week to talk, so I messed up big time. I feel so bad, it was probably so uncomfortable for her! ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ฃ Why do I overshare so much? How do I prevent myself from doing this? Agh, I feel like garbage.

TL;DR

I was too excited my roommate was back at the dorm after 3 days, so I overshared about my delusions during my manic episode. She seemed like she was weirded out and uncomfortable, so she went to the bathroom/left afterwards. I feel extremely guilty that I probably made her uncomfortable.

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