Ok...Here comes The Exagerrated Riddle:)

I am the Concorde of Blathering, whizzing along at 2179 thoughts per hour, chattering even in my sleep, repeating myself and inventing new worries and dramas every waking hour.

I am the AlphaGo of all the possible scenarios where things can go wrong and all the reasons why I shouldn’t do something worthwhile but difficult, unbeatable by any attempted strategy to convince me of otherwise : This won’t work. That is imperfect. This will backfire . That is stupid.

I am a Self control and Perfectionism Nazi , meticulously scrutinizing myself and all the ways I fall short of, all the instances I lack discipline, skill or good conversation lines .I also take copious notes of all my past mistakes and make choruses out of them to sing forever and ever in my military daily parades.

Who am I in reality? Just another proud owner of a human brain. : )