I started talking to you very early.
I remember when I was about six or seven and started to walk the streets on my own I always talked to you. It felt absolutely natural to do that. Maybe, shrinks would tell me I was just having an imaginary friend for lack of real friends, like so many lonely children have.
Maybe, some of these lonely children are twin-survivors, too.
But I was "talking to myself" even earlier, at age four, or so my parents report.
And when my younger sister was born, when I was three, I said "I don't want her. I want another brother."
It was all about you, Enjy, all the time, all these 47 years.