Dear LPG, 

I have a feeling that most of us do this now and then, although I do it more now than I did then (when I was young).

It is one of those occupations that was always easy to observe someone else doing, as the 25-year-old version of me was walking down the road on my way to some essential rendezvous back in the day.  I wonder how many readers will remember having seen an older lady or gentleman muttering to themselves as they went about their business. As long as they were older, we would just accept that this was the way some older people behaved.

Now, I occasionally catch myself doing it, and perhaps this poem is my justification for my indulgence in the practice…

TALKING TO MYSELF

Some people seem to be very jealous when I talk specifically to myself. Some may think I am ridiculous, but I enjoy talking to myself.

I am proud of the answers that I give to myself as I listen and respond to myself.

I have no reason to lose hope, as I have complete confidence in myself.

Do not mock me when I’m talking to myself, just be still while I reason with myself. Some people start to giggle when I’m talking to myself, because they would prefer that I ignore my inner self.

But I love actual conversations that I have with myself, especially those words of wisdom that I share with myself.

I get no criticism as I am happy with myself. No teasing, no backstabbing when I’m reasoning with myself.

I do receive correction, and I am prepared to listen, but only to myself.

I am so delighted, and I often praise myself. I frequently say, 'God bless you and thank you,' to myself, and I just love the wealth of knowledge that I am gaining from it.

I can see why some are jealous when I talk to myself; tremendous energy is being imparted while I’m communicating with myself… And I’m enlightened and empowered as I listen to myself.

Please don’t be put off, I’m not crazy, I can’t help talking to myself.

                                                   
© 2024 Beverly Gooden-Wilson