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I don’t know about you guys, but I get way too excited when someone says, “This is probably TMI, but …”
Let me just say, with every fiber of my being, nothing is TMI. Please tell me everything. Every single minute detail, even if you think it isn’t relevant, I still want to know it. The more details the better; paint me a picture. No, literally, I have crayons; I’d love a visual. TMI in my life doesn’t even mean “too much information,” it means “tell me instantly.” Or “TEA-m-i” Spill the tea, sis. When someone says, “Can I tell you something?” then I immediately am sitting crisscross applesauce directly in front of them, I’ve silenced my phone, I’ve turned down the volume on the TV, I’ve already sent a text to my boss that I’m calling in the rest of the day (I own my own business, so I just text myself to clear my own schedule for the afternoon.) If someone says, “You don’t have to answer if it’s too personal …” I’ve never not answered the question. Nothing is ever personal in my life; I will literally tell anyone anything at any given moment. I am one awkward silence away from telling you my deepest, darkest, most embarrassing secrets. Someone says, “Wanna hear something?” ALWAYS. I always want to hear something and I never don’t want to hear something, tell me please immediately. I could literally be in the middle of something incredibly important, like, I don’t know, getting married, and I’d ask the groom and the wedding guests to hold on a second if I got a text that said, “Hey, can I call, I have news.” If I was in the middle of giving birth and got a call and they said, “I’ve got some tea” I’d cross my legs and snuggle in for story time. I’m such a great, active listener too, and I promise I won’t tell anyone other than my best friends, my mom, my sister, my husband, my dog, the mailman and my baby nephew what you tell me!
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