I regularly go about 2 ½ days without making a single audible sound with my voice. Friday through Monday.
I used to talk to myself a bit or sing/hum along while listening to music but I kinda stopped doing that.
The funny thing is, I’ve recently realizied that the last and first thing I say throughout the weekend are usually the same. I say “Goodbye” to my coworkers on a Friday evening, and then I say “Goodbye” to the cashier near the self checkout at the grocery store where I grab my lunch for the day on a Monday morning. It’s sort of ironic that the first thing I say after a long period of time, is something that usually ends a conversation.
If it weren’t for my cat, it would honestly be weeks without any speech. But she needs to be told she’s sweet and perfect.
They mustn’t be allowed to forget. It simply wouldn’t do for them to pass more than a few minutes without being reassured of their absolutely perfection.
Yeah, I guess pets force you to communicate.
Not sure, but it was during covid. I remember the first few hangouts with my buddies left my throat sore as shit the next day. And not because of that, you wish.
I was stuck on an empty cruise ship (as crew) for 9 months at sea during covid. I normally went days at a time without ever seeing anyone. I don’t think i talked once during my three 2 week quarantine periods.
Dann that’s crazy, never thought about what was going on on cruise ships during Covid.
I spend decent stretches of time alone but I usually talk to myself or something. I totally get why crazy hermits who live alone in the woods do it, it’s awesome
The longest would probably be something like three months. During CoVID I got tasked with keeping the IT infrastructure running in one of our satellite buildings. I was the only person in my shop assigned to this building and one of two total people in the building on any given day. The other being the janitor who did his rounds at night and then locked up the building.
I also live alone and tend to use the self-checkout at the grocery store. The only person I would have even had any real opportunity to speak to would have been the attendant at the self-checkout and they would have at most gotten the customary head-nod of greeting.
It was the second happiest time of my life, second only to the three weeks immediately following that where I did all the same stuff, but from home.
I talk to myself pretty often, so no more than a couple of hours.
I used to too. I don’t even know why I stopped. Maybe at first it was a challenge of how long I could avoid talking to myself. But then it just became the new normal.
I’ll talk to myself at least once a day, so not very long.
yea, about 2 and half for me too over a weekend. Couldn’t get the whole 3 days even on long weekends because I would go out with friends over that weekend.
Sorry I’m over 30, what is this “go out with friends” thing your talking about. /s
I can go a week, easily, if I am on staycation.
“Staycation”, I’m so stealing that.
I meow to my cat every single day.
I could probably go for quite some time if I was all alone, but eventually I would speak out loud while thinking about a conversation I’ll probably never have.
Yes, but I have this sentiment that even if I’m all alone in an empty apartment, nobody wants to hear me talk. So I resort to whispering, which technically isn’t using your voice.
My cats would miss our talks.
Do you ever notice that, when you do finally speak, your voice has changed/is different? To me it feels my vocal chords have forgotten what they’re supposed to do and my throat oozes this garbled, rasp around my bloated tongue.
I’ll have to try speaking to myself out loud more often, just to keep in shape
Yes, this exactly how it feels.
I feel like your voice is sort of a use-it-or-lose it type of thing. Even by “nobody likes the sound of their own voice” standards, my voice is objectively very unpleasant. But since I started using it less and less, it became even more nasal, more hoarse and even more high-pitched.
I just really don’t have a lot reasons to speak, neither do I really want them. I think everything I say throughout the entire week fits on a single sheets of paper. Which sucks when I inevitable do have to hold a meeting or presentation, and I permanently sound like I got a lump in my throat. I have a coworker who’s voice literally sounds like nails on a chalkboard, it’s unbearable and I feel like mine is not far removed from that.
I really envy people that have a nice crispy deep voice or a beautiful singing voice. I feel like your voice carries way more power and attractiveness than your physical appearance despite being the hardest to significantly influence.
