Talking to myself

[sun_set_bravely]

I've learned recently the great power in talking to myself. I've struck up a conversation with my future 40-year-old self, and she gives great advice. She's also incredibly encouraging (you've read some of her words here already).

Last night, I woke up completely disoriented only an hour after going to sleep. Instead of panicking, I opened my eyes, sat up, and started comforting myself out loud: "J., you're okay, you're in your bed, everything's okay. You're going to be fine." It was amazingly effective.

And now I remember when I was younger and having lots and lots of stress stomachaches, I made up a little song to sing to myself while I sat in the bathroom, afraid that I was going to throw up. I still remember it (and no, I won't sing it to you. It's for my ears only). It worked, usually.

I'm astonished at how much hearing my own voice say comforting things can help a situation.

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And now I'm off to buy the new Tori Amos album. What's that, you say? I'm already broke and shouldn't spend that money? Pish posh, I tell you. Life is short and music must be heard.

Update: I did not buy the CD. I didn't realize that it was mostly a compilation, with a few spiffy new things on DVD. Bah. I can live without it.

Comments

[roadnotes.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a plan. (If you're around, you could cruise by Rose's after 7 tonight....)

[holyoutlaw.livejournal.com]

I always feel so virtuous when I decide to buy something and then don't for some reason. Yeah!