In the pursuit of complete transparency, wisdom dictates that some subjects still remain opaque. In other words, keep it to yourself.
I can think of a few:
I don’t want to hear about your bowel movements.
Here’s another one: your sexual prowess.
Please don’t even allude to it. Don’t get in mixed company and talk about how you were voted the best kisser in your senior class as you peer around the room to see if all the hearers have truly heard. I admit, it is rare to find any human being who will be truly honest about their weakness in the bedroom, but please, don’t tell me a bunch of stories or offer affidavits from satisfied customers.
Here’s another one: make your faith in God a visual thing that I can perceive by watching your actions, instead of something you need to recite in detail to make sure you have truly and completely fulfilled your obligation to testify.
Religion should not be personal, but rather, very public–because we live it out. But if living it out is not enough for you to make your point, then passing out pamphlets probably won’t improve your chances.
There are many others I could mention, but let me close by saying that you should probably not discuss how or how often you chafe.
I am an obese man, so my thighs have been known to have unnecessary intercourse with one another during the day, leaving them red and raw. But you don’t need to hear me discuss it or request possible remedies.
Weakness is a good thing if nearly everyone in the room shares it in common and can immediately identify with it.
But if your skinny friends have never chafed, they will probably have neither interest nor sympathy for your red, glowing, puffy legs.