Do you talk to yourself when you're alone?

ALL the time. It is one of my favorite pastimes.

I've thought of getting a personal recorder so I would look like I was on the cell. I have memory problems and sometimes I come up with some pretty good ideas.

Not only do I talk with myself but I'm a very animated talker. This means bystanders get quite a show too. Gee maybe I should get paid for my performances.

My saving grace......the average in my area is 85. So I fit right in.

I talk to myself too. I try to only do it my head but sometimes it just escapes and then I'm usually looking around to see if anybody heard me.

I think there is a separation between talking to YOURSELF and thinking out loud

That's so funny! I would probably pretend to be talking on a phone. I'm always waving to people who are waving at the people behind me, or answering people and then seeing they're on the phone.

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I do a lot
I think lots of people talk to themselves, they just wear those little "bluetooth" headphones in their ears so you don't look at them funny.

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Oooh, I need to buy a bluetooth headphone and put it on my ear so no one will know that I'm talking to myself! I've been stopped by police officers on the street asking me, "Are you okay?"

That's a good idea, embarassed Here's one for $11 :-)

http://www.buy.com/retail/Product.asp?sku=204549812

Ya'll are so funny telling your stories!

Perna, I think if I ran into you in a grocery store isle, I'd turn and go the oposite direction! LOLOL

When I was a kid, I'd talk to myself outloud a lot but outgrew it, I guess, 'cause I was afraid someone might hear me. My imaginary friend when I was a kid was an English Bulldog. Yes, imaginary! He was sure a bad boy, because I remember spanking his butt with a stick for something. Only heaven knows what he'd done... in my imagination. LOL

Do a lot of head talking, for sure. Only time it gets loud is when I do something dumb, then I say "You %#@&#!!!"

My T used to get on me for calling myself names, but hey, if the shoe fits, wear it!

I wouldn't let you go in the opposite direction. I was watching a guy and his 4 or 5 year old son, they were looking for cat litter pan liners and, didn't find them. I waited until they left then went over to the opposite side of the aisle, found them quickly and went running down the aisle after them shouting, "here they are!" and handed them to the guy, who was grateful but then I made the classic comment about guys not knowing which room of the house the kitchen is in. . . and I had been trying so hard not to make the guy look dumb to his son, honest!

You ARE a cracker!!

Hubby was helping me look for my debit card today and I told him where it was last time I had seen it. He was looking right at the desk but said he couldn't see it. I asked him "What's wrong, Babe? Isn't it standing up and waving to ya?" You should have seen the look I got! hehehehehe

PS OOOPS! I think that was a hijack! Sorry folks.

No, I'm more of a singer when I am alone, but my husband does!

He'll be cussing.

My dad used to preach to himself, I guess to practice before Wed. ministries. Used to weird me out though because one minute he'll be talking regular and the next minute he'll be yelling, Holy! Hallelujah!.....

I used to talk to my self about myself and then respond... Not so much since I started taking Geodon. Now there's no one left in my head but me.

when im doing my homework i talk out loud but im not really talking to myself

but i do talk to myself like when i look in the mirror and i hate something i see i tell myself i hate it or i hate myself or i say things like "why are you so disgusting"

The other day I was manic in Target and I was talking to myself out loud, basically giving myself a play-by-play of everything I was doing. lol

But under more normal circumstances, I keep everything in my head.

I actually talk to myself a lot. For example when I ask a question then I relize that I know the answer so I answer myself. I do it alot when i'm running to. No one is really ever around so i don't really care. but yes i do talk to myself and sometimes have some pretty good conversations.
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~Tinkerbellchick~

When first DX'd at 22 I used to Talk to myself loads sometimes outloud sometimes to myself....I should start again..LOL.

I think its better when you let it out verbally the just let
your thoughts ruminate inside your Head...!

i talk to myself a lot most of the times i'll do it in my mind

All the time, In my head mostly. Trying to rationalize things and being angry at things.

A lot. I'm good company.

omg! this is so cool and so hilarious! why is it that talking to yourself is considered 'crazy?' i've wondered ever since i've been with my hubby. lol, he talks to himself all the time at home. i have no clue what he says when he does because of my deafness, but once in awhile i'll catch cusswords. i think he roleplays to vent his anger and frustrations and to do problem solving.

i've always talked to myself in my head. maybe i should do it out loud and see the reactions of others. lol. i should get my hubby a bluetooth headphone to use for when he's talkin to himself. LOL!

oh, almost forgot, i do talk to my pets. seriously. i don't expect a response but i do it anyway. lol.

Yes I talk to myself all the time. Sometimes if I have a list I'll ramble off what I have to do. Or if something makes me unhappy I'll talk myself through it. I do this at home. Otherwise in public its in my head.

I talk with myself all of the time. Sometimes I am solving world hunger or some other major issue that I have tasked myself with, but mostly just everyday conversation...

I talk to myself all the time when nobody is around. I often recite poetry to myself... lol... i know.. how weird.

I am forever talking to myself. Now that I don't live around my husband & refuse to talk to him on the phone (email is the only thing I will allow), it became too quiet (even with the radio on).

I have my 7 doggies around me so I talk to them all the time......so I don't feel quite so crazy. It's when I get frustrated with something that I really seem to talk to myself.

Frustration is what gets to me however. The other week, I had gone out to lunch with a friend. I had my calender with me & it had some of my bills I had to pay stuck in it. When I got home that day, I dumped everything on the kitchen island & went to bed as I hadn't had been to sleep in a few days. I had so many things going on that I had to take care of, I was going to take care of the bills that weekend. It was a couple of days before I looked for my calender.....& it wasn't where I laid everything when I came in. So the search went on. All around the house, my truck.....maybe it fell under the seat. I know I had it. I thought I took a letter out of it on the way home that day to mail.....so why isn't my calender anywhere to be found? I searched the house completely.....maybe it had fallen out of the truck.....but I had't been anywhere for that to happen. Having things turn up missing is a huge trigger for me especially after dealing with that home care person with my Mother. I felt myself going into a panic & started screaming at the top of my lungs...."why is this happening to me????" Stop it!!!!! Comeon, this isn't funny!!!!! I remembered looking at the calender when I was in my friends car, so I was praying that it really was in her car & that it would be found, but there was that little haunting message that kept telling me that it was completely lost. I had left a message with my friend but hadn't been able to find out if it was there. Finally, I drove over there & sure enough.....I had not picked in up from her car when I picked up everything else & she found it on the floor of her car. The sigh of relief rated some talking to myself also....."see, you didn't need to react like that......everything is usually alright in the end....you realy do overreact!!!!!.

My best one was the other day however....."I hate water!!!!! I really hate water!!!!! Why is everything falling apart????? I really don't have time for this!" Then last night I found out that the situation is even more serious than I thought. I have a leak somewhere....maybe my upstairs shower that I am continually taking hot showers in.....but there is a huge puddle of water that keeps showing up on the basement floor. I can trace it down from the kitchen, but there aren't any water pipes there. I was in the backporch last night in my kitchen & pulled at the wall paper (I am going to replace it anyway). It just pulled off & the wall felt wet underneath it. Then I looked up & there was this horrible looking black moldy stuff on the upper part of the wall. I had just cleaned that wall about 1 month ago & it wasn't like that, so I don't know where it's coming from.

Most of the time, I am able to talk calmly to myself, but lately, when I get frustrated at myself & then everything is falling apart on top of that, I just stand there stomping my feet & saying "this can't be happening to me!!!!! Why are you doing this to me?????" Mind you, I am sure I am yelling at the house.....it's the only one that can be doing this in the house....I do the other stupid things, but I will yell at my house for being mean!!!!!

It's hard when you are used to having someone to talk to...I have always talked even when my husband refuses to communicate.....I would tell him EVERYTHING & he would tell me NOTHING. So now that I would talk to him on the phone & I haven't emailed him any information about anything that doesn't have anything to do with him...all of a sudden, I get an email saying he hasn't heard from me lately & am I purposfully not telling him about my laptop computer & what was wrong with it when he askes me about it? Gee, do you think it might be purposful????? I mean, he didn't bother telling me the California property taxes were due until last week & then he never bothered sending me the bill......but he's supposed to hear from me.

I prefer talking to myself than talking to that jerk but mostly, I talk to my doggies.

Debbie