I am honestly sick of how narcisstic everyone seems to be these days. The "main character" syndrome inflicted by social media. Everybody just seems so "me, me, me-" and I see it in all angles of my life. From clients at work to "friends" to people I vaguely know online. I used to work with a woman who would talk about herself non-stop and I would routinely find myself tuning out the white noise that was her boring fucking life. Since leaving that job and finding myself in another, I yet again work with a couple of women who talk about themselves non-stop. One is your stereotypical, pronouns in bio "muh fibro-" and the other is convinced she's hot shit.
Don't get me wrong though, it isn't just women - I've found more and more men talking non-stop about their own lives lately, too. Even brief encounters online, I find myself running more and more into people who feel the need to tell me deep, personal details about their lives. Like, it's good to talk and it's good to vent or get things off of your chest but I always thought that it should be equal. You talk about yourself, you should be willing to listen to the other person speak. Or even ask them opinions, thoughts or experiences, too. What makes it worse is that a lot of the time, the person telling me about their life generally has delusions of grandeur. Like they're doing me a favour by telling me about their IBS or their pet cats.
It's just all so "me, me, me" and the stories aren't even interesting. If I asked or if somebody told me about themselves and they had been through something interesting or lived a rich life, it would be cool but hearing about someone's fling or their fucking joint problems? God, talk to me about literally anything else, please.
