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It either throws me out or feels squicky, in short form.
To be more specific...
First there's the whole amnesiac thing.
Where someone supposedly of normal everyday intelligence feels the need to reiterate to themselves who and what they are. Internally. For no known reason.
Do you go around thinking to yourself, "My name is X, and I'm a Y!" every so often?
No?
I don't, either.
Which means either they're someone with serious amnesiac issues who constantly has to reaffirm to themselves who they are (except they only do it at the beginning of a book, so that's not really true, now, is it?), or they completely break immersion by implying they know they're addressing someone else -INSIDE THEIR OWN HEAD.
Which is just flat out WRONG and if you or I or anyone remotely sane had an inkling that someone was reading our minds on an ongoing basis we would freak out and try and stop it or find out who/what/why/how and DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT, but no, these people just blithely accept it, SOMEHOW, and don't even address it other than to CLARIFY for this unknown auditor things that said auditor should already know perfectly well given that, oh yes, we are positing they have access to what the viewpoint character is thinking.
Thinking for even a BRIEF moment on the implications of that are disquieting in the EXTREME and completely keep me from enjoying a story. I flat cannot feel any identification at ALL with someone who would view that as acceptable.
If they somehow don't know that someone is monitoring their thoughts, their thoughts become highly inexplicable, and strange (because of those moments where they have to carefully think through explanations of things they should be VERY FAMILIAR with), and it throws me right out.
If they don't do that, and it's written well and the author avoids that trap, sometimes I don't have trouble... except that then I feel like a voyeur and that's ALSO a problem, throws me out, and leaves me feeling befouled on an ethical level. Massive non consensual invasion of privacy, right there, and if the character is "not real" enough that this isn't an issue, then they aren't real enough for me to get into the story. If they're real enough to suck me in, they're real enough to trigger that "EW what am I DOING?" moment... bad enough you read about other peoples' private moments, it's so many times worse when you are invading their very minds.
If the character somehow DOES know, and isn't factoring that mental-oversight at all into their actions or thoughts, that also becomes highly unsympathetic and alien and throws me right out, because who wouldn't be concerned by that?
Every once in a while you come across a rare book done well. Where the character is clearly talking to an audience (YES! Consent! I approve!) and ALSO is careful in what information they give (just like someone relaying a story actually would do, without going into details of highly private things that no, people would NOT just share with strangers...
those books I don't mind at all.
Those books are fine!
But it's REALLY HARD to find those, because it's hard to do well and it's EASY to mess them up.
There's also a minor issue where even when you can get past everything else long enough to start getting sucked into a story, typically the characters think in very different ways than I think, and make choices very different from what I would choose, and there's that barrier where the language is trying to pretend it is happening "to me", except NO, that is NOTHING like what I would think or do or say, so I get re-reminded immediately that this is someone else's story, only it is so jarring because why are they pretending it is my story? Why are they using language like it is happening to me? Oh, wait, it's not, it's happening to them... but then why are they talking like that, not as if they're telling me what happened to them but as if they're narrating their own lives to themselves, for some inexplicable reason? Or if it's not inexplicable, and they're trying to relay a story that happened to themselves, to someone else, in diary or report or whatever, why are they giving these private details that no one sane would ever give?
And boom -I'm thrown right back out again.
I really don't care for first person books. I'd probably be more tolerant if they were less common, but incident after incident of awful just compounds the awful.
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