“Kayla begins over-thinking, about nothing and everything all at the same time, the anxiety taking over her. She rolls around in bed until almost 2 a.m. She tries desperately to sleep, knowing she has to work tomorrow, but to no avail. It results in her taking a sleeping pill of her mother’s, as she has run out of her own. She questions this decision temporarily, wondering if it will affect her work tomorrow. She absentmindedly shakes the thought, reluctantly deciding to swallow the pill with a small chase of water, even though she knows it will cause her bladder to wake her up in the middle of the night, and within 10 minutes is immersed in a deep slumber.”

Thinking in the third person. Something I do very often. I wonder-- is it because I’m a writer? Is it because I read too much? Am I just insane? Is there a clinical definition for this?

I have come to the conclusion, however, after some extensive research (Yahoo Answers saved me from thinking i’m a total nut job), that this has to be somewhat normal. I also find myself pretending people are with me when I am alone. I assumed that comes from the abandonment issues I have had since I was little. But I’ve learned that it happens to almost everybody, even those not affected by childhood issues, and I now know I’m not the only one who performs these strange acts when isolated.

Sometimes I’ll be dancing, alone, in my room, like any normal girl would. And I find myself imagining people are with me, dancing alongside me. And, in my imagination, they’ll make a joke, and I will find myself laughing out loud. Then I catch myself. I question my own sanity. And then realization washes over me. I realize I am a born writer, meant to think, act, and write in the third person. I have been programmed and trained to think this way so that my thoughts and ideas can be easily translated to a page.

I just wanted everyone to know, including myself, that this is normal behavior. I found myself nearly panicking about it as I sipped wine in my room late one night, and decided I had to let every other girl, alone and self-conscious about the things they do when they are alone, know that it is a completely and totally normal response to life in and of itself. I am nearly positive everybody does this sort of thing when they’re lonely. And honestly, it makes me fall even more in love with myself, and that is something I have been trying very hard to do lately. I deeply suggest that you let it draw you more towards yourself as well. Think of this as discovering that a certain part of yourself is normal. And beautiful.