That last post is really hitting me hard today, probably because I've been struggling more than usual with exactly those questions in the last week or so. I grew up in a family of relentless info-dumpers, raconteurs, and rambling-inner-monologue-broadcasters, and I was trained from birth to be the dumpee. The Designated Dumpster, if you will. I am an absolutely fantastic listener: engaged, interested, encouraging, validating—even when I don't actually want to be. It's such a lifelong collection of ingrained habits that it's very hard to switch it off. Sometimes I feel like I have a giant neon sign over my head that says "TALK TO ME." When I lived in Seattle, I eventually stopped taking the bus, because I was tired of spending every journey politely nodding and desperately looking out the window while somebody earnestly told me their life story. When I was walking instead, people would frequently stop me to ask for directions, and I would get to hear all about what was on their minds.
But the people in my family have rarely been willing to let the conversation flow in the other direction. It goes outwards from them like a fountain of firehoses. When I try to get a word in edgewise, they act all hurt and annoyed and offended, and also change the subject.
"Oh, [thing] happened to you? That reminds me of a time when my old buddy.....[long story about something from way before I was even born]"
"Have you ever noticed the shape of trees? Look at that tree over there!"
Or the very literal "Not to change the subject, but..." which I got just a couple of weeks ago, like a slap in the face.
After a lifetime of this kind of conditioning, it's incredibly, painfully difficult for me to say anything, in any circumstances. Such as "I've been working on a project that I would like to show people, but I'm fully expecting anyone who hears about it to be offended at my interruption, and to change the subject." On the internet, where people live and die by their ability to publicize themselves, this is the opposite of a survival trait. So it's kind of an interesting series of interconnected problems, and it also really sucks.