Women talk too much. And I say that as a woman.
NO, I absolutely do not share with my husband things that were told to me in confidence, with rare exceptions where he might actually need to know. Telling someone else’s secrets without very good reason is gossip, no matter who you’re telling them to – and “but he’s my husband!” is not a good reason. Why on earth does a man need to know all the dirty laundry in his wife’s friends’ lives?
But I assume most women can’t keep their traps shut, so when I confide in them – which is very seldom, BECAUSE in my experience most of them refuse to zip it – I assume that they will tell their husbands, so I don’t tell them anything I don’t want their husbands to know. Which more often than not means I have no other women to talk to about anything that is troubling me.
Discretion goes both ways, too. My husband also talks too much. There have been times when I have refused to listen when he tried to tell me something about a friend who I also know. Like, “Paul and his wife have been having problems – well, I guess it’s okay to tell you that --” and I cut him off and said, “No, it doesn’t sound like it’s okay to tell or something I need to know.”
There is no reason to talk about our friends nine out of ten times. How does it help? What are the real motives behind it? I’ll never forget my hurt when I first found out as a young girl that a married woman friend I looked up to had shared one of my stupid teenaged secrets with her husband, and I vowed I’d never do anything like that.