Insults, low humor and slurs are screeched at full volume in the cadence and rhyme scheme of a one hit wonder song from thirty years ago and I just smartly choose to not externalize any of it.

It’s layered.

At the base level it’s just a mix of a kind of old tv static and what sounds like a creek bubbling. It’s the pre-verbalization soup- textured with sub-thoughts, half-impulses, emotional currents. It’s noticeable background noise but not particularly loud.

Above that is another layer of multiple streams of wordage. Just kind of nonsensical whispers that flow around non-stop. Sometimes there are also impressions of images but nothing definitive. Emotional tones are strongest here.

Above that is the focused wordage, or the internal monologue. Usually it’s proposed point or observation by one “me” and counter-point or add-on by another “me”. There’s no set number of "me"s. Occasionally it’s a construct of some other people I know. Just tangential rambling in incomplete sentences mostly unless I am really trying to sort something out, then it’s more structured. There’s a part of my mind that seems to calculate the conclusion to what I am mentally verbalizing that is one step ahead of the words so often there isn’t a need to complete a thought. This is also where the music and images play.

There is one more layer above all that, the working space, when I really focus, all the other layers fade from consciousness, words are clear, sharp, and coherent and the back-and-forth feels more like a unified “me”, it’s also where I deliberately create and manipulate mental images, movies, concoct scenarios and music plays the clearest.

I have an internal mindscape. It’s closer to a layered interactive data stream than anything else.

One of the ‘nodes’ on that is my speech center. Unless I block it, it tries to turn the data stream into a word stream. They then loops into the auditory ‘node’. That then tries to process it the same as someone else talking to me. It lets me use all the filters and processing tools I built up as a child. It is excellent at finding holes in my ideas, the same way I would mentally pull apart what I was being told by someone else. It also lets me crystallise ideas into a form that can be passed to someone else.

I can suppress my inner monologue (unless I actively require it, e.g. for writing this message) but generally I don’t. It’s useful when I need to deep dive a problem. My brain can outrun my word stream, and dropping it can let me attack problems without the limitations of language caging me.

For me, well its a pre-verbalization of anything I am about to do or say.

Even typing this out I am speaking each word.

If I am getting into bed, I think “I need to do xyz”.

sometimes its inquisitive, such as when I debate over choices ranking them over each other, or when I am processing what someone says or does.

“Why did they do that? It could be this or that”.

When I was younger I had developed a minor personality split in order to compensate for neglect and bullying. They were nice to talk to, and helped me processs emotions and feel not alone. They merged back into my main personality sometime in highschool.

It keeps telling me to feign the emotions and facial expressions that is most suitable for the conversation.

Since I can remember, It’s helped me learn appropriate facial expressions for different occasions; by watching other people. My wife says that my inner voice is dark, and not normal for others.

I honestly don’t understand why others are happy, sad angry et al.

80% song lyrics, 10% how I would respond if I wanted to invite conflict, 5% random shit, 5% schemes/ideas.

Depends on what I’m doing. It’s usually one voice, but if I’m trying to think through something or if my ADHD is turned up, I get what I call “the committee.” For thinking through something, different perspectives all chime in, and I like to imagine it like some kind of round table debate. I “talk” with myself through ideas, and sometimes I change my mind about what I do because ultimately I know the most sensible talking point is the right one.

If my ADHD is behind it, though, then it’s more like a room full of people all pointing out different things at the same time. One’s complaining that the noise outside is too loud. Another’s distracted by the birds out the window. Another voice is debating what I should eat next (even if I’m not hungry.) Yet another is trying to remember the lyrics to a random song. Then the “responsible adult” of the group is trying to get everyone else to STFU and focus on the task at hand.

I find that caffeine goes a long way in getting the committee to chill and listen to each other. It’s not too surprising that stimulants get them all in line, but it’s still interesting to experience.

I don’t have one. Ask me anything.

Mine is constantly going off all the time, like I’m preparing an argument of some sort (which usually has nothing to do with what I need to be doing) and need to process all the information I can over and over again to make sure everything lines up. If someone talks for more than 5 seconds my own internal monologue kicks in until the person stops or like 30 seconds pass and I realize it distracted me. Makes it difficult to read as well, and on bad occasions it can last for hours. The only time this doesn’t happen is if I’m intensely focused on something like a self-driven programming project.

Weird. I have a monologue right but it is not actually a monologue and I can just make another voice in my head to tell it to shut up or talk to it physically. There’s also like how it insults me often and sometimes I get mad at it. Other times it’s just mixed with my perseption of myself so more like me telling stuff to myself. I’ve also gotten more than 3 “characters” or roles but does not happen that often.

When I read or write it’s also there. I am very sure it repeats rhe sentence multiple times when I write and thqt, mostly to slow itself down, like I already know what imma write ofc.

Then of course I have images and sequences or “videos” to call them in any way. That’s also weird because it’s kinda ehat I have the least control over. I am often grossed out at this imagenery or however you spell that. Other thing I don’t have much control over are the songs and all that in my head.

Then there are the concepts. Often I first think of a concept and then the monologue translates it to words, another way I already know what imma say. Sometimes it doesn’t get translated to words and I think I am not thinking but if I take a closer look I was still thinking. There’s also when my monologue talks and I do not realize like it’s more unconsious, happens when I am focused in other thoughts at times probably i don’t remember when it happens. I also think that I might not actually been having a monologue but just concepts at those times.

I don’t have one. No sound and no detailed images.

My internal monologue is constant. Unless I’m using my language processing capacity for something else (e.g. listening to a podcast or reading text) then my brain is full of verbal diarrhoea. I’ll count each step on my way up a staircase just to fill the dead air in my head.

Its only there if I need to work out something for talking about with somebody or for a written output, but generally my thoughts are visual or concepts without language attached.

Sometimes the monologue is so loud I end up accidentally vocalising (whispering) it. I think it might be partially caused by the fact I have ADHD and a monologue like this is a way to keep my brain stimulated (thought wise, but also socially) when there’s no input from the outside.

I probably shouldn’t answer this tbh.

I have three main “voices”, plus a couple of situational ones. As you say, a talker that’s mostly “me”, my conscious self. A listener that isn’t just a listener that’s essentially my subconscious throwing up images and memory in response to my conscious self. Then there’s the other self, the third thoughts, the meta mind, whatever you want to call it.

That third voice is observing the “conversation”, and making commentary and corrections as needed. Like “that’s not how that really happened” when images flash up that are nebulous. Or “no, that’s not who you want to be, stop being a dick” when my conscious self is under stress. Or “go fuck yourself” when thoughts triggered by mental health issues come up.

Plus, and this isn’t some kind of bullshit DID¹ thing, I have fictional characters in my head. There’s this thing I do when I write or DM where I kinda spool up a virtual machine in my head where a character “lives”. These aren’t real entities, they aren’t split off from me, they’re just a construct that’s useful. They can be “deleted”, they don’t take over, nothing like that.

I can, however, have conversations with them if I do a bit of mental prep work to sort of fake forget that it’s just my imagination playing a game with itself. I used to participate in some Mastodon writing prompt hashtags and I’d sort of interview my characters with them sometimes surprising me with what they said. Alas, the instance I used shut down without warning, and I didn’t have a recent backup, so I lost most of it.

While I was writing that paragraph, one of my characters got switched on for a second and grumped at me. I know it’s not a person, it’s all imagination. But it is a fucking trip anyway.

Yeeeears ago, I was running a game. It included a deity coming back to life. During the process, I had been wrapping my head around what they’d be like, and one of the players had communed with the deity a good bit. During a session, the player had their character call on the god to manifest. My ass just started talking as the deity. Full on zero conscious control over what came out. It felt creepy but cool. This imaginary part of myself took over, my voice changed, I stood up and moved around, but none of it was “me”. My conscious mind was starting to freak the fuck out a little because it felt like the imaginary thing was taking over.

That wasn’t the last time it happened, but I’ve never been able to make it happen. Well, not to that degree anyway.

I guess what I’m saying is that my internal monologue isn’t a monologue. Shit gets loud up in here.

Edit: ¹

My bullshit DID thing, I don’t mean that did isn’t real. I mean that it isn’t me pretending to have DID or some other dissociative disorder. People do that, and it’s fucking weird