This is basically (most) of my daily monologue, especially when I try something over and over again, but nothing changes. But then I am reminded of Einstein's, "The definition of madness is doing something over and over again and expecting different results." So after that re-enters my brain, I stop trying unless the task is vital to my life.
Why do I bother talking is a big one for me. But only because I have social anxiety irl and I seem to panic and babble like an idiot and stammer a lot.