Do you share your enjoyment?

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When you're having a good time or you feel really great and something wonderful has just happened, do you tell others or do you just keep it to yourself? I usually keep it to myself. I remember as a kid, how my sister used to come home from school and show my mom the stars she got for doing good work and she would get all excited when she found out that the school was taking them on an excursion. For me, I was and still remain rather 'flat'.

How do you normally react?

Hmmm i'm rather narcistic. If i feel i've done something great i usually like others to know about it, and i tend to like raving about my achievements.

I keep it to myself

I usually let only those closest to me learn of my major enjoyments.

I'm fairly private. I might share it with my partner, but usually I'm flat. It's almost like I feel uncomfortable with that "happy" feeling that others get. I might know that it's good, but I can't participate in it.

I guess I mostly keep it to myself.

Since I have no one I can share my interests with and people I am surrounded by do not talk sense only the poxy smalltalk which gets on my nerves which is always about things I have never experienced and it contains no information. The things I have to talk about they have not got the intelligence to understand and no one is interested. My family since they are fanatical aspiphobes are not interested in anything I have to talk about only football which I can take an interest as I can enjoy watching football on the telly. I would be a rarity in this case as not many aspies like football. I used to watch Open University programes on the telly especially those in science particularly chemistry which I did understand.

I keep it to myself. I don't really understand the idea. I just force a smile and nod when other people share things with me.

I am one of those seemingly shameless people that start a conversation with you on a bus or waiting in line at the bank and share good news and wonderful feelings with strangers on the street. I will launch into long diatribes about how those good feelings were probably like Catherine the Great (whose real name was Sophie Auguste Frederike, did you know she was actually German?) anyway, she opened Russia to modern medical advancements . . . she actually led the way in vaccinating Russians by taking the first vaccine . . .

yeah, that woman that seems so bold but is actually committing social sins is me, the one you cringe for on the bus. . .

so when it comes to sharing my happiness, it is in my cascades of verbiage to anyone who listens.

Merle
aka 'sins boldly'

I share. I think its because I like to get praise

What's wrong with that? A legitimate accomplishment... being proud of it and having other people say so is supposed to be enjoyable. Constantly begging for praise, or thinking you deserve it constantly, wouldn't make much sense; but you are supposed to enjoy being told you did well once in a while, especially when you worked really hard.

My counselor and my driving instructor both know I managed straight A's last quarter. And now you guys do, too. So I guess I do share accomplishments.

Mind you, I worked my butt off to get those grades, and it may not happen again unless I have another easy quarter; but... well, it was sure nice to have it this time around.

I share my enjoyment. Why wouldn't I share something that I've accomplished, or be excited about an event that I'm looking forward to? The purpose of life is to celebrate!

mitharatowen, just out of curiosity, is your username some sort of Tolkien elvish? Gray-something-lady...? Just wondering.

I share my joy with those closest to me if the thing that's giving me joy hasn't overwhelmed me and left me speechless.

I greatly dislike sharing real joy I experience. It's a hate, a fear, something seriously unthinkable...

There's few worse than having to share a good moment with another by recounting the tale.

To me, sharing is giving away, changing the original through interpretation of those I share with to something that no longer belongs to me (as I did not experience the interpretation) but that is nevertheless falsely associated with me.

In short, sharing joy causes others to think I enjoyed what I did not enjoy and did not enjoy what I enjoyed.

I am then constantly confronted with that distorted false reality that others want to be a part of me.

But I cannot let others add or take away parts from me.

No.

I learned a long time ago not to show it because all anyone ever does when I feel good is cut me down.