Conversations With Myself (did I say that out loud?)

I don’t know about you, but I find sometimes I have the most incredible conversations with myself. Not about any one thing in particular, just well, everything.

I sometimes think they are the most quality communication I have. Other times I wonder if I should start picking out a shopping cart and research meds.

Even as a little kid I used to talk to myself. I’d sit on the swingset and sing songs I made up. I tell stories. I’d make jokes. I would have a grand old time. My Ma always thought how cute it was that I had an imaginary friend and I couldn’t burst her bubble by telling her that I wasn’t talking to anyone but me.

The habit carried over to adult life. I have conversations that I’ve edited and rewritten. You know the ones? Where you got caught flat-footed in real life? Somebody got on you about something and you just stood there, mouth agape, little wheezing sounds or moans coming out but no words. Or you said something so lame that you had the inclination to grab a serving spoon and scoop them back into your mouth before anyone noticed? Yep, those are some of my favorite conversations. I am instantly transformed into the witty, intelligent, always-has-a-snappy-comeback girl I believe myself to be.

Then there are the political debates while listening to talk radio and driving to the bank. I don’t know why it’s always during the trip to the bank, it just works out that way. Hell, I mop up the floor with the Washington elite…in my mind.

I also have fights with my room mate, my friends and/or family without their being present. You know what I’m talking about here? They’ve done something or said something that’s just really pissed you off – but you hold your tongue. It simmers and boils and grates on you. Next thing you know you’re railing at them while driving your car to pick up the pizza. Never noticing the other drivers’ perplexed looks. Perhaps they are wondering if you are talking to them?

Of course, there are also the little pep talks I have to give myself. “Don’t worry, the company won’t shut down. If the car breaks you have money on your credit cards. You just need to keep working out and that fat ass will eventually have to go away. You really can write that damned synopsis. You just need to stop playing computer games and get to work. You look okay today. No, really you do.”

And the little scoldings. “I should never have eaten that cake. What was I thinking? My ass isn’t big enough? They’ll never let you on a plane with that ass, you’ll have to buy two seats.” Or “This time Dr. Mindell won’t scold me. My gums will look good. I’ve been flossing. I’ve been brushing. I’ve been good. He won’t look at me in that resigned, apathetic way this time.”

Now, maybe I should be worried. Maybe there really is something wrong with me. Because people are supposed to talk to other people, right? They shouldn’t prefer their own company to others, should they? They make meds for this, right?

But the funny thing is, I’m not worried. Nope, not at all. I actually think in a weird, writer sort of way, it’s healthy. I can vent to myself and nobody gets hurt. I can confide in myself and nobody gets embarrassed. I can have a fight, make up and nobody’s the wiser. Hey, it’s all good here.

Anybody else have conversations with themselves. Come on, you can tell me. I swear I won’t say a word. 😉

WC

11 thoughts on “Conversations With Myself (did I say that out loud?)

  1. Talk to myself? Constantly!! Nobody understands me better than myself….and I have to admit, I can really say all the right things at the right times to make me feel better about anything! I tell myself the best jokes, I give myself the best advice. And I really listen to myself when I need a serious talking to!

    I really do crack myself up!

    LOL – Hey wait a minute, lady – you just stole my argument. hehe.

    WC

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  2. If I’m alone, I’m talking! I get worried one of these days someone will see/hear me and think I’m nuts. I can’t be though, because what I say to myself makes more sense than what anybody else says…;)

    Hi Jo!

    Welcome. I am absolutely bouyed by the fact that there are apparently many self-talkers out there to keep me company. I wonder what would happen if they herded us all into a room during our self-talk. Would be a fun convention, don’t you think? 😉

    WC

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  3. That is the good thing about having multiple personalities. I never lack for someone to talk to.

    Yes Evyl, I can totally see that. And you have such brillaint alter-egos that I’d love to eavesdrop on some of those conversations. LOL.

    WC

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  4. I talk to myself all the time since most of the time I am the only one in hollering distance that can understand the babble that I come up with.

    I hear ya, Fuzz. I mean…ah…er…no I don’t hear you. Really I wasn’t listening in. hehehehehe

    WC

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  5. Tonight I was having such a great conversation with myself that I drove right past my daughter’s school on the way to pick her up. I only got two streets past when I turned around.

    LOL! I’ve done that too. I’ve been having such a good chat with me that I forgot where the heck I was going.

    WC

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  6. I luv myself
    I think I’m grand
    and at the show
    I hold my hand
    I put my arm
    around my waist
    …If I get fresh-
    I slap my face
    😮
    8)

    Excellent Starbender! I love self-talk poetry!

    WC

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  7. I found myself “talking” constantly when I was caring for my Mom and Dad. I couldn’t get anything that remotely resembled cohesive conversation from them so I talked to myself. It enabled me to retain my sanity…kinda.

    ~m

    Hey Man, whatever gets you through the day – right? Love ya, buddy.

    WC

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  8. talking to yourself is the key to sanity…and problem solving….
    peace FC

    Why yes, yes it is. You’ll find no argument here.

    WC

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  9. I have plenty of conversations with myself, and STILL manage to lose the bloody arguments, I NEVER make sense and if I hear “I want a second opinion” one more time I think i’ll throttle myself.
    But doesn’t everyone? I mean you talk about it like it’s a BAD thing…
    Cheers, Kelly

    LOL girl, you got it bad. I mean when a person can’t win an argument with themselves…. And no, I don’t think it’s a bad thing. I think it’s a good thing. I just thought that other people thought it was a bad thing, but now I see that what I thought is not what others thought and that we were all apparently thinking the same thing. Know what I mean? hehe

    WC

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  10. I thought I was the only one who had full blown conversations with myself. I lie in bed and talk to a person who isn’t even there. But HE (lol) always says the right things. The perfect mate. I go through the day and have these imaginary conversations with people, then I snap out of it, and think, oh my lord, did anybody see me? I am beginning to think I am the only one I like, lol.

    Hi Angela. Welcome. I love that your ‘friend’ is a male. I hope he is handsome and agrees with everything you say to yourself. And there is nothing wrong with liking yourself. 😉

    WC

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  11. That really made me laugh, gotta say. Of course, I’m totally convinced I’m my own best audience. No one understands my thoughts better than I do. Nobody shares my viewpoint in the same way. And then there’s the angel on one shoulder– me that argues with the devil on the other shoulder–me. Old as cartoons, and we all laugh, why? Well…guess it’s just all toooo familiar, eh?

    And really, as a writer, you can be your own muse, not have to wait for outside inspiration and…tra la! I think it’s just a perfect arrangement. Healthy for writers? Oh yeaaaa.

    ~PG

    Wow PG, I really like the idea of being my own muse. Since I amuse myself quite often, that really fits into my personal paradigm.

    Wc

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