oversharing

We are all human, and as Nev Schulman states, what people ultimately want is to find a connection. Unfortunately however, there are people out there that exploit this fundamental human trait.
Facebook now sees eight billion average daily video views and Snapchat users aren't far behind, sending more than seven billion photos and videos each day. They say sharing is caring - and that's true to an extent. But when you overshare or share the wrong information online, that can often lead to tricky conversations or unintended consequences.
Social media is crammed with the inane, repetitive and quite frankly dull minutiae of everyday life that can surely interest no one but the poster (and maybe their mum). Why then, do we overshare so much? I have a few theories:
Society breeds stigma, but by keeping these stories behind closed doors, sometimes so do we. Even if we have the best intentions. We perpetuate it by thinking these normal, more-common-place-than-we-realise, stories of illness such as addiction, have to be secrets. Maybe they don't.
Another couple, just walking down the aisle on any given Friday/Saturday/Sunday is now 'surprised' because their 'flashmob' wedding video has been shared thousands of times. 'It was just little-old-us getting hitched...we are so surprised that half the world watched the video.'
If narcissism is increasing, this is ominous for the mental health of future generations. It's associated with a strong sense of entitlement, which leads to unhappiness, through a sense of deprivation. Narcissists can't have proper deeper relationships because they merely seek to exploit others for their own ends - friends and lovers are always stepping stones to something better.
Your personal life is not a series of Apple product launches. You do not need to speak in code, or subtle intimation. "Three sleeps to go" is not a meaningful contribution to my life. "Sleep" is not a unit of time, and even if it were, you still haven't told me anything.
It's an uncontrollable urge, a reflex action. No matter how hard you try, you can't help yourself. If you see a link to a picture on Twitter, you've just got to click it. What will it be? If it's a Sunday, the chances are your click is going to lead you to some eager naked flesh. Welcome to yet another sleazy reinvention of Twitter. It's Naked Sunday.
You once threw a sheep at me. It was quirky, fun. We spent most of our free time together and you made me feel part of something. But now it's something I want to back away from. It's gone a bit weird. I used to be so excited when it was time to come and see you, but now I wince.