I used to be painfully shy as a kid. There is a trauma background I won’t go into, I can see where the shyness came from because I was a naturally chatty, happy-go-lucky child before.
Shyness persisted into late 20s/early 30s. Through therapy and self-development, I gained a lot of confidence, but now I talk excessively. I'm in my 40s and feel more like myself, but my talking habit really bothers me.
I still struggle with a smidge of social anxiety, so can become quiet in those moments, but when I'm comfortable, I talk a lot. I use 70 words where 10 will do, and I find it hard to stop once I start.
DP says it doesn’t bother him and not something he’d see as a problem but I suspect he’s just being his kind self. I’ve definitely seen his eyes glaze over a time or two and we’ve had (unrelated) disagreements where he’s mentioned me talking ‘at’ him.
It got a bit worse since DD3 was born as I seemed to take the whole ‘narrate life to baby’ thing to heart. She has a fantastic vocabulary now but I could be clutching to justify my incessant nattering, and I want to give her space to start having her own thoughts rather than listening to me all day long.
DM is a big talker and has always needed constant noise (phone chatter, TV, Radio etc). I adore DM but growing up I found it incredibly exhausting.
I very much love peace and quiet. This just seems to be something that happens when I’m around other people and I promise myself beforehand that I’ll do better and keep it in check but still end up with post-conversational regret.
I’m NT, no ND that I am aware of, fairly well versed in social norms/etiquette and do listen well. I don’t interrupt people when they talk, it’s not like I’m just waiting for my chance to jump in, I love learning about others, engaging in two way conversations and asking questions. It’s more like once the door is open to talk I keep going and this wasn’t always the case, just the last few years.
I’m a big believer in “better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak and remove all doubt” but I can’t seem to live it anymore!
I don’t want want my voice to become white noise in my household and for DD to feel about me how I felt about DM. But I fear it’s starting already.
What in the world do I do about this?
What even is this?!
(PS - yes, my verbosity clearly extends to the written word but thank you for reading this far!)