How much is too much?

You know her.

The girl who inserts her boyfriend's name into every other sentence, sometimes simply because she likes hearing it.

The girl who divulges every detail of her personal life as if it's somehow benefiting your existence.

You know her and you want to destroy her.

Alright, that was a little cynical. Let me lighten the mood.

Being in love is one of the sweetest gifts life has to offer. And, when we're in love, we're giddy and excited. It's only natural to want to share that happiness with the people around us and to a CERTAIN EXTENT, that is absolutely fine. It's exciting for the people who love you and care about you to see you happy.

Oh, you know there's a "but" coming.

However, telling someone about all of the pet names your boyfriend has given you or how much you're just dying to be cuddled up next to him is not you sharing excitement, it's you be annoying. Pretty plain and simple. Telling someone about the kiss on your forehead that he gave you in the middle of the night is not only annoying; it's a disservice to your significant other. The small moments the two of you share are like an inside joke: they should only be for the two of you. Only the two of you should understand them and when you choose to share those small intimate moments with another person, you suddenly diminish the value of what took place. People have stories to tell about one night stands or random hookups. An important moment that you and your beau (yes, I did say beau. I love that word) share is not a story. It's something special that deserves respect.

So, respect the people around you and respect your relationship enough to filter the comments you make about it. Personally, I like for the things that people tell me to SOMEHOW add to my life whether it's making me laugh or informing me or making me think or anything like that. Telling me that you love it when your boyfriend calls you "boobear" is not adding to my life. In fact, it's severely detracting from it.

You know her. So, next time she inserts his name into a conversation about how much homework you have (or something else that has absolutely nothing to do with him), stop her.

Also,

I hope you're not her.

Love freely,
tY