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term='70s'/><category term='Corneille'/><category term='men'/><category term='Six Degrees of Revelation'/><category term='foreign exchange'/><category term='Ledisi'/><category term='Deconstructing 40'/><category term='Olamide'/><category term='great bloggers'/><category term='fear'/><category term='health'/><category term='R and B'/><title type='text'>Comments on CurvyGurl Chronicles: When Do Emotions Become TMI?</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/feeds/957351364488368912/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html'/><author><name>♥ CG ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06312573343401136201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmYXrorzPFw/TxDOCsa_eNI/AAAAAAAABaQ/ytqAMju1RSQ/s220/181667_10150139029833413_612028412_7926627_4575521_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-8791737099073294372</id><published>2010-08-30T10:31:10.317-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T10:31:10.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>@DaBossBitch ~ I hear ya. That&amp;#39;s something I&amp;#...</title><content type='html'>@DaBossBitch ~ I hear ya. That&amp;#39;s something I&amp;#39;m learning about myself also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Roschelle ~ It&amp;#39;s interesting how varied relationships are and how they determine the level of comfort with sharing.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Felicia Monique ~ Hadn&amp;#39;t thought about it until you mentioned it...this is easily my personal tagline. I find myself pondering it often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Kiwi ~ Yep, intuition is a useful guide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Eyes on the Prize ~ Very true. I did that once and learned it didn&amp;#39;t turn out the way I thought it would so the value/gain wasn&amp;#39;t easily measured ahead of time. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Carey ~ &amp;quot;I  am the gatekeeper to my emotions&amp;quot;...this speaks volumes! Personally, I&amp;#39;m learning this through each experience. I think the &amp;quot;chin up, don&amp;#39;t let &amp;#39;em see you sweat&amp;quot; mechanism men are taught/learn over the years is valuable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@2cute4u ~ Makes perfect sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Miz ~ Sorry about that, you know how Blogger trips sometimes :-). I&amp;#39;m the same way. The funny thing is that while no one is required to agree with us, the feedback with get from blogging often opens my eyes to fresh perspectives on things I only viewed in black and white before posting.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/8791737099073294372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/8791737099073294372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1283178670317#c8791737099073294372' title=''/><author><name>CurvyGurl ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06312573343401136201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EgujLcZre-Q/TEeutmnPoQI/AAAAAAAABMA/KPCK_sfMXNw/S220/IMG00786.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-991088677'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-8625651746955453773</id><published>2010-08-29T22:42:57.487-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:42:57.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Gurl, you know i can swear that i responded to...</title><content type='html'>Hey Gurl, you know i can swear that i responded to this, but when i looked to see my response today, it wasn&amp;#39;t there. I am such an emotional person and probably (well no probably) share more on my blog than i do with anyone in my life. I shelter my family from my pain, the same for my kids in most part. I&amp;#39;ve learned not to share too much with friends because they react, and at times resent, so i share only what i want them to react to. Is it ever too much, no i don&amp;#39;t think so. It&amp;#39;s whatever you feel comfortable with.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/8625651746955453773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/8625651746955453773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1283136177487#c8625651746955453773' title=''/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15203363325106312456'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TGctrpnJHbI/AAAAAAAABcM/J1bvlPaoEtk/S220/0418101303%5B1%5D.jpeg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1425557258'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-7626900429399074076</id><published>2010-08-29T19:20:45.651-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T19:20:45.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I&amp;#39;d tilt towards carey&amp;#39;s response....</title><content type='html'>I think I&amp;#39;d tilt towards carey&amp;#39;s response.. &lt;br /&gt;I just told a friend whom I&amp;#39;m  not in a relationship with how I feel and I&amp;#39;m not worried about how he&amp;#39;d handle it because I believe he&amp;#39;s mature and I don&amp;#39;t feel awkward about my feelings..It isn&amp;#39;t in every circumstance that you should except or wait for a guy to tell you how he feels before you do..</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/7626900429399074076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/7626900429399074076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1283124045651#c7626900429399074076' title=''/><author><name>2cute4u</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10301603117549184097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15022419226364428959'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1330688714'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-8270542831528189561</id><published>2010-08-28T11:00:57.501-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T11:00:57.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I&amp;#39;d sit back on this one to see what...</title><content type='html'>I thought I&amp;#39;d sit back on this one to see what the ladies had to say. Well, I think I am in the minority. First of all, without lies there&amp;#39;s little drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;what do you mean CareyCarey&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no one can hurt me based solely on my words. If I am expressing my feeling for someone, or about a situation, and they are not based on selfish recepications (and they are honest)I shouldn&amp;#39;t fear any response. Should I be afraid that the other person will not agree with me, or not return my favor?  If so, I have to dig deep (inside myself) to find out why. No lies...   no drama.  I am the gatekeeper to my emotions.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/8270542831528189561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/8270542831528189561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1283007657501#c8270542831528189561' title=''/><author><name>CareyCarey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08832737883766894892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10738469852290137374'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hhlwY1Gqrm0/TBmoJhix2wI/AAAAAAAAAo8/XvVdSGi2znQ/S220/Picture+568.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1451454307'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-8052707063436826702</id><published>2010-08-28T10:01:56.549-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T10:01:56.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know...I think it&amp;#39;s a dice roll.  You try ...</title><content type='html'>You know...I think it&amp;#39;s a dice roll.  You try to be guarded to protect yourself.  It may sound messed up to say this, but if it benefits you to reveal yourself then go for it.  I wouldn&amp;#39;t lay myself out there if it wouldn&amp;#39;t give myself some type of gain.  And when I say gain that could be as simple as relief for getting it off my chest or whatever I MAY THINK I NEED FROM SPEAKING MY MIND.  I say this because I guess of my need to protect myself (again) if the person may not respond like I would hope they would.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw your question I thought about these Jill Scott lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain was fallin and,and slowly and sweetly and stinging my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I could not see that he became my voodoo priest&lt;br /&gt;And I was his faithful concubine&lt;br /&gt;Wide open,wide,loose like bowels after collard greens&lt;br /&gt;The mistake was made&lt;br /&gt;Love slipped from my lips&lt;br /&gt;Dripped down my chin and landed in his lap&lt;br /&gt;And us became new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there it is right there.  So again, it&amp;#39;s a dice roll.  Take the risk if you dare!  LOL.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/8052707063436826702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/8052707063436826702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1283004116549#c8052707063436826702' title=''/><author><name>Eyes on the Prize</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947789188975040591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12656748053309843253'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0mrSTmyJy5Q/SvXRfaQ5ULI/AAAAAAAAACw/_hwBiq7NT04/S220/broke.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1039438817'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-731383129714067382</id><published>2010-08-28T01:42:14.576-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T01:42:14.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I&amp;#39;m as open as they are in the beginning. That...</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m as open as they are in the beginning. That comfort means a lot. If a person wins my confidence, I&amp;#39;ll lay it all out there. It&amp;#39;s a feeling...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/731383129714067382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/731383129714067382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1282974134576#c731383129714067382' title=''/><author><name>Da_Kween</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407574065109052178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13255500738748551443'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiA6ct7emSA/TAHKiAOi_VI/AAAAAAAAA6g/TBShVN0i05w/S220/022.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-223043973'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-818172335085522168</id><published>2010-08-27T21:17:10.750-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T21:17:10.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me sing a little Lauryn for you here: &amp;quot;Te...</title><content type='html'>Let me sing a little Lauryn for you here: &amp;quot;Tell me who I have to be to get some reciprocity...&amp;quot;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/818172335085522168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/818172335085522168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1282958230750#c818172335085522168' title=''/><author><name>Felicia Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09818959964833434203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09746393690496283061'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fFQ59Y8S7m0/TGoWYsAXYaI/AAAAAAAABik/nwJsPLH_jDI/S220/DSC02154.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1274690643'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-5434122492449239449</id><published>2010-08-27T17:45:32.757-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:45:32.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>your curiosity has revealed something about me i n...</title><content type='html'>your curiosity has revealed something about me i never really thought about until you asked. i can&amp;#39;t really think of anyone i&amp;#39;m comfortable enough to bare &amp;quot;all&amp;quot; to. there are parts of me and my thought processes that i can&amp;#39;t share with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the level of emotion i reveal depends on the context of the relationship i have with a particular individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother - more honest with her than anyone. BUT still can&amp;#39;t share everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mate - more honest than with my mother (intimacy has it&amp;#39;s advantages) BUT still can&amp;#39;t share everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &amp;quot;true&amp;quot; friend - more honest than with my mother or mate BUT still can&amp;#39;t share everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts - pure naked unwavering emotional snowball. perhaps it&amp;#39;s all the internalizes, reflection, dreams, hopes and desires that play out in my head at any given moment.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/5434122492449239449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/5434122492449239449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1282945532757#c5434122492449239449' title=''/><author><name>Roschelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02577780679140276988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bi50yHPGzys/SqzNY5NSzqI/AAAAAAAACLs/Ig1GXhNwJ3Q/S220/profilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1595708919'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-2625492329166043556</id><published>2010-08-27T12:26:02.411-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T12:26:02.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.  This is so close to home.  I always thought ...</title><content type='html'>Wow.  This is so close to home.  I always thought I expressed my love so openly and freely.  But I realize now that I don&amp;#39;t.  I am finding it extremely scary to even think of expressing such strong feelings without knowing 100% that it is mutual.  I need to know that person is feeling something remotely close before I will be able to finally say what I&amp;#39;m feeling.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/2625492329166043556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/2625492329166043556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1282926362411#c2625492329166043556' title=''/><author><name>DaBossBitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13288601023447478452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13693749101638403821'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UdqQa2bboPk/TCO9_P3qAgI/AAAAAAAAAA4/OKsKwFOpXmM/S220/12202705008dBPtR.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2129340156'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-2947609801032605948</id><published>2010-08-26T20:15:06.563-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T20:15:06.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Kandia! I&amp;#39;m the same way on this point &amp;qu...</title><content type='html'>Hey Kandia! I&amp;#39;m the same way on this point &amp;quot;the more they let me in the more I will invest of myself&amp;quot;.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/2947609801032605948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/2947609801032605948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1282868106563#c2947609801032605948' title=''/><author><name>CurvyGurl ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06312573343401136201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EgujLcZre-Q/TEeutmnPoQI/AAAAAAAABMA/KPCK_sfMXNw/S220/IMG00786.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-991088677'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-3438333842303552569</id><published>2010-08-26T15:07:09.854-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T15:07:09.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For me it has to do with the person and my comfort...</title><content type='html'>For me it has to do with the person and my comfort level with them and how safe I feel emotionally with them. The more casual the relationship, the more unlikely I will just put myself out there and reveal the nitty gritty stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;#39;s kind of a give and take too, the more they let me in the more I will invest of myself.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/3438333842303552569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/957351364488368912/comments/default/3438333842303552569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html?showComment=1282849629854#c3438333842303552569' title=''/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01471964873280773259'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MOta4TufEgQ/TG3vHp61ScI/AAAAAAAAAW4/BiQM8RBgHCU/S220/July2010.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.curvygurlchronicles.com/2010/08/when-do-emotions-become-tmi.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502823072770731617.post-957351364488368912' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5502823072770731617/posts/default/957351364488368912' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1757289259'/></entry></feed>
