Just wanted to get a placeholder in here. I've been using a term for the past few years to describe my bizarre need to blab about anything and everything to anyone who will listen. I tell people not to tell me secrets. I tell my wife she'll never have to worry about me keeping an affair from her. I tell people things. I can't help it. Does that make me a bad person?
Anyway, I call it Compulsive Disclosure Disorder, and I was sure I wasn't the first person to use the term. But a quick google search turned up nothing. So I'm calling myself the inventor of this disorder, and one of its many victims. And I believe that in this, the era of blogs and Facebook pages (okay, Web 2.0 if you must), I think it will become increasingly common. Because it's never been easier to tell more people your inner monologue, no matter how mundane.
So there it is.
And here's my latest post on the GIO blog, named, appropriately, Compulsive Disclosure Disorder.
Your blog has intrigued me beyond words. I work in the administrative department for a large church and one of my co-workers keeps telling that I don't have to confess everything about my life/self/job/feelings/mistakes/fill in the blank!!! And today he put a name to it and said Kathy - you have CDD and you can guess what he followed that with.
I am extremely happy that there is at least one more person on the planet suffering from the same malaise - have a great day!
Posted by: Kathy Downey | January 07, 2010 at 08:48 AM