I met this young woman yesterday for the first time. She wanted to buy some of my craft. We met on a café, had a cup of tea and talked for a while. During the short hour we were together she managed to tell me pretty much everything about herself. She had been teased in school and had been raped and abused by her first boyfriend among other things.
What to say? I was really quite perplexed by her openness. Why would she want to tell me things of such a private nature? I toldt her very little in return. When someone is that open the first few times I meet them, I tend to do the opposite of what they are doing. So when they talk a lot about very personal stuff I hardly say anything about myself.
I wonder what makes some people spill their guts to total strangers...
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Do you want to hear the story of my life?
Posted by Rhiannon at 7:13 PM
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How odd! She obviously had a pressing need to talk, and sometimes it's easier to talk to strangers... Uhm, or so I've heard, anyway. I don't think I could ever do it though!
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