The View From My Brain: do you ever info-dump on yourself? Is there a name for this I just don't know?
It feels like I’m writing a mental diary entry, or having a one-sided conversation with someone who never responds. I’ll start doing it without realizing it while I’m pacing around or sitting on my bed or when I’m trying to fall asleep.
It’s…
I rarely do this with “myself”. That is, I’m alone, but it’s usually in the form of a conversation (thought it’s actually just a thinly disguised monologue) with people, real or imaginary. Sometimes it’s good, and helps me with conclusions, closure or contemplation. Sometimes it’s not so good, and I end up yelling at (imaginary) people for things they probably wouldn’t say or do or think, just because I’ve had an (imaginary) conversations so many times that I’ll be furious about things that haven’t actually happen. Which I’m guessing is just my way of dealing with pent up frustrations that need to go somewhere lest they make my brain implode.