I put myself out there everyday.

No, not like that. Everyday I talk to people, I meet people and I give them glimpses of my life. A little bit about who I am, who I’ve been and who I want to be. And though I have know this for a while, it’s only hit home recently.

I talk to people and they will mention something I said, and I’m taken aback – you mean you listened? And while I know that doesn’t equal care, I do know that it’s odd.

I work in a place where I constantly ask people about themselves. All day – some days I want to pull my hair out, other days I could listen to them talk all day and never care what time it was. I drop those “bits” of information about myself to show I was listening, and how I can relate to them – why they should trust me, want me to help them.

It’s when someone asks you point blank a question about something in your life that I think we all stop short. I know we all talk about “me, me, me, me” but when someone asks about you it throws you for a curve.

It’s that sudden change from me to me? that can really mess with your head.