Digital Laundromat: The New Way To Air Dirty Linens

Why do people overshare too much on the internet? Even their dirty linens (scandals, family squabbles, improprieties, personal matters that are better left unsaid?) 

Why do they do it? 

It’s usually a cocktail of three distinct flavors:

1. The Validation Junkie: They are those people who are not looking for a solution to their problem.  They are looking for a jury. 

When they post "I can't believe she did this to me again..." is basically a subpoena for friends to comment.

They want their friends to say, "You deserve somebody better, so much better." 

It’s like a warm hug, soothing and so caressing, coming from browser windows and keyboards.

2. The Main Character Syndrome: It is a social media-driven term for a mindset where a person views themselves as the central protagonist in the movie of their life.

They treat others as supporting characters, villains, extras, and extended cast.

It involves a self-centered behavior, over-dramatizing life, and a very high need for validation from people he knows.

When having private arguments, they can't hold onto themselves, and they are prone to writing cryptic notes for all the world to see.

3. Weaponized Vulnerability: This is where it gets spicy.

Sharing "your truth" online can be a subtle form of manipulation. 

By airing the grievance first, they control the narrative, making sure they’re the protagonist and the other person is the seasonal villain.

It involves turning an intimate, personal detail into public and use them as private ammunition to cause psychological pain.

It is often utilized by individuals in power who feel threatened by emotional expression, transforming an intimate detail into a weapon to maintain control.

Just one reality check... Iskandaloso ba yong tao? In a word: Yes. 

While the poster thinks they are being "authentic" and "vulnerable," the rest of his readers are usually hovering over the "Unfollow" button with a mix of second-hand embarrassment ... (meaning the feeling of discomfort, shame, or awkwardness the reader is experiencing when witnessing someone else’s embarrassing, cringe-worthy, or foolish actions) but what made them stay is their morbid curiosity. 

There is a fine line between seeking support and being a public nuisance.

If your "inner circle" consists of 50 persons and each one of them has 2,400 Facebook followers, you don't have a support system; you have an audience.

An audience with their mouth frothing, waiting for what sordid details for your next bomb to drop.

There’s a certain quiet dignity in being low-key. 

When you solve your personal problems personally, you keep the power. 

Once you hit "Post," you lose ownership of your story. 

It now belongs to the audience whom you call friends who love to gossip, just waiting for the next juicy tidbit of the scandals you generously shared with them.

The ownership will now go to your coworkers who will judge you and frown at you ... "friends" who are secretly taking screenshots of the information they read and heard for their group chats.

Remember, your online presence is your digital resume. 

If your feeds look like a script for a daytime talk show, people will treat you like a guest star ...they would give you a red carpet welcome for as long as you have the dirt and sensational expose' to deliver.

The most dangerous part of the digital laundromat is your audience. 

You might think you’re getting sympathy, but let’s be real: some people don't empathize with what you are going through. 

They are cheering you on because they enjoyed your tears ... your breakthrough performances and the colorful language you used. 

Some of them are even enjoying your breakdown and your downfall; they are even encouraging you to continue your melodrama until your tears dry up and there is nothing to shed.

They’ll type "OMG so sorry" while sending the link to someone else with the caption "Did you see this mess?" 

Real friends give validation over coffee or a phone call, where they can tell you the truth without a "Like" button involved.

So the bottomline is: Protect your peace. 

Your personal life isn't a Netflix series—it doesn't need a public premiere every time something goes wrong. 

Keep the "nasty details" for your journal or your therapist. Everything else is just clutter on the timeline.

In the old days, if they had a "dirty laundry" problem... they whispered it over a fence or yelled it on the top of the mountain the way Coco Martin and Maris Racal did in Batang Quiapo.

Today? We’ve traded the backyard fence for a 5G-enabled megaphone or bullhorn.

 Some people don’t just wash their dirty linens in public; they set up a professional-grade laundromat, invite 5,000 "friends," and livestream the spin cycle in 4K (for high definition, clearer imagery), leaving no room for denial.