What’s Our Self-Talk Saying About Us?

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I locked my keys in the car one day, with the motor running. It’s not something you want to run around telling everyone, but it’s also not something you can solve by yourself. It happened in a strip-mall parking lot, so I decided to ask for help in the stores, while trying to appear as though this wasn’t a dumb thing I’d done, at the same time that the gas was running out.

The media outlet looked hopeful, so I ran in and asked whether anyone could open a locked car. One of the staff disappeared to the back, and an elderly man came out and followed me to my car. He didn’t say a word, not even to comment on the engine running. In a flash, he pulled a long skinny piece of metal out of his pants, stuck it down the side of the window, and pop! the car door was open. I was so happy, I threw my arms around him and gave him money.

The piece of metal had already disappeared, and he told me not to tell anyone. Clearly, what this old guy had done was sketchy. But neither of us said a word about the other’s actions. I didn’t condemn him for possibly doing something illegal. And he didn’t judge me for possibly being stupid.

There’s no way to get through life getting everything right. We all do goofy stuff. And most important is to stay supportive of ourselves, no matter what. But it doesn’t actually go that way. For many of us, our self-talk beats us up whenever we don’t get it right.

One of my friends was a camp counselor as a teenager. One evening at a campsite, when she was the lone staff member overseeing a dozen young girls, she couldn’t keep the fire going to cook the meal. So she gave up and sent the girls to bed early with candy bars. The next day, feeling ashamed, she went to her supervisor to explain, expecting to be fired for being a failure, especially for handing out junk food. Instead, he said, “What a wonderful story! You’ll tell that story the rest of your life!” And then he added, “When those things happen, you just have to like yourself anyway.”

There are a couple ways to process self-talk. One is to focus on the self-appreciating statements that we’re already telling ourselves, and highlight those instead of the opposite, because the more we repeat supportive statements, the more benefit we receive.

The second way is to identity unsupportive beliefs, through self-examination and naming the real name of whatever we’re doing, particularly our motivation. And then to reword those unsupportive beliefs into statements that are believable and that reflect forward-thinking solutions.

If the spontaneous child in us is happy and playful and the concerned parent in us is responsible and kind, it can serve us well. But if our child is undisciplined and reckless and our parent is authoritative and critical, our daily lives will reflect the conflict.

Supportive self-talk is a cooperative fusion between the positive aspects of our inner parent and our inner child: responsibility, guidance, assurance, wisdom and safe boundaries, combined with curiosity, creativity, adventure, spontaneity and self-love.

The question to ask ourselves is: “What am I telling myself about myself?” We all have the ability to replace negative thoughts with healthy ones. And since we believe everything we tell ourselves, we need to tell ourselves what confirms our value, and nothing that doesn’t.

Positive self-talk is part of a healthy lifestyle that shows we care about ourselves 24/7.

Pic by Mike Ricioppo

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