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Of course it is okay to talk to yourself. That voice in my head is my friend. Who else would encourage me and say, "Go on, one more piece of cake won't hurt. Just don't add the ice cream." OR, "Hell, she can't talk to me that way. So I'm two hours late, she's lucky I showed up at all." Then, of course, he always helps me stand up for myself, "You know, I really don't need this job. I can find another." Funny, it's been three months. All he says now is, "Maybe you shouldn't have said, fuck you to the boss."

There was that one time though that I am still a little bothered. The time he said, "C'mon let's go, we don't need this bunch of losers who think they are your friends." Later that night when I tried to go to sleep he was up saying, "Wow, you're all alone now. No friends, no girlfriend, no job. What are you going to do?"