interesting stuff. my internal monologue is encoded into a pseudo-language to the point that were I ever to speak aloud, it would seem mostly unintelligible. th

interesting stuff. my internal monologue is encoded into a pseudo-language to the point that were I ever to speak aloud, it would seem mostly unintelligible. this stems from a secret language a few friends and I had at school, to communicate silly phrases without other pupils or teachers eavesdropping, and has undergone evolution in terms of vocabulary and complexity since then, at least for my internal self. sometimes it freaks me out, but it does make coping with the inbuilt prejudices easier. I am quite fearful of something like dementia causing a leak in the hull..