Well I talk to inanimate objects all the time. When my plants are all drooping I apologize for not watering them. If I knock one off the shelf, I say I'm sorry.
This carries over to dropping sunglasses, temporarily losing sunglasses etc. Once I lost my golf ball stick( a $1.00 wooden back scratcher) and found it several months later when the trees lost their leaves. It was hung over a branch. I promised I would never lose it again. I promptly decorated it with hot pink duck tape so it would be more visible. I had 3 other sticks like that but the one I had lost was special. I called it Xena.
In my case I don't think 'it' marks insanity - I do have other markers. I think it's because my parents insisted on us saying please, thank you, I'm sorry. My dad had his infamous army belt - when he taught you something you NEVER forgot.
Also first trip to psychiatrist I admitted I talked to myself a lot. He wrote that down. Then he asked how long I was alone every day, when I told him all day. He scratched out what he had written. Lonely people talk to themselves, if they don't have dogs, or pets, or something vaguely human. It probably keeps them(me) from losing the last iota of sanity.
This carries over to dropping sunglasses, temporarily losing sunglasses etc. Once I lost my golf ball stick( a $1.00 wooden back scratcher) and found it several months later when the trees lost their leaves. It was hung over a branch. I promised I would never lose it again. I promptly decorated it with hot pink duck tape so it would be more visible. I had 3 other sticks like that but the one I had lost was special. I called it Xena.
In my case I don't think 'it' marks insanity - I do have other markers. I think it's because my parents insisted on us saying please, thank you, I'm sorry. My dad had his infamous army belt - when he taught you something you NEVER forgot.
Also first trip to psychiatrist I admitted I talked to myself a lot. He wrote that down. Then he asked how long I was alone every day, when I told him all day. He scratched out what he had written. Lonely people talk to themselves, if they don't have dogs, or pets, or something vaguely human. It probably keeps them(me) from losing the last iota of sanity.
