Me and the other me

Today I decided to take a walk with myself
Yes, WITH myself.
It's been ages since I last spend time with myself.

We had a long talk about where I was in life now, and where I was heading to.
The other me started sulking that I have been neglected her.
I pacified her, and we continued our conversation of everything under the stars.

And many of you may start wondering whether I am going insane.
You know what?
I personally think it's insane to think that talking to yourself is insane.
I mean why do we spend so much time on the phone, SMS-ing, emailing, chatting online, faxing, hanging out with everyone else except ourselves?

In fact,we ourselves are the most difficult to understand.

How many times have we wanted something deeply with all our heart, yet denied ourselves of that because of pride?
How many times have we told ourselves, we should perserve in doing something we dread and abhor, because it's the only way out? Or because it's our responsibility, when you can't even be bothered to listen to your other self hurting?
How many times, have we felt guilty, just for treating ourselves a little better? And end up feeling worse then ever?
How many times, have you let go of love easily, and held on to hatred like it was the last thing on the world?
Have you ever known, or even attempted to know, what you really want at each stage of your life?

Maybe it's time to treat ourselves to a heart-to-heart conversation with the other us.
All the dilemma, self-hatred, pain and doubts might still be there.
The door might still remain closed.
But if you never unlatched it, the door will never have a chance to open and let the light in.