The wife asked last year sometime who I was talking to in the other room. I told her I was talking to myself. She suggested there was perhaps something wrong with me and what was I talking about? I said I'd invited myself out on a date, we were going to the pub on Wednesday night. She just raised her eyes heavenwards, tutted and went off. Come Wednesday she'd obviously remembered and asked what time WE were going. I of course told her there was no we about it, three is a crowd. She didn't get it...
I often talk to myself, sometimes louder than might be discrete and get some funny looks, but to hell with them, I can curse at myself, laugh at myself, sulk with myself, and call out others to myself. If I do that directly to other people then they moan about it. (On here they moderate you). You can get away with explosively politically incorrect things when you say them to yourself. When browsing on here I talk to myself a lot....