Who am I? The Mr. Robot POV

Who am I? The Mr. Robot POV

People always told me growing up that it’s never about the destination. It’s about the journey. But what if the destination is you? It’s about finding the real you? It all starts with who you really are?

So much to get into but let me ask you a question first. How do we know if we’re in control?

That we’re not just making the best of what comes at us, and that’s it? Trying to constantly pick two shitty options? Like Coke and Pepsi? McDonald’s or Burger King? Hyundai or Honda? Hmm. It’s all part of the same blur, right? Just out of focus enough.


It’s the illusion of choice. Control can be an illusion, but sometimes, you need an illusion to gain control.


I’m good at reading people. Getting into the mind of a woman, it’s the toughest route for even the best sources. I can do that. My secret, I look for the worst in them. Not to exploit but to fix it. I’m smart and dumb at the same time. You’ll always find me confused between the two extremes. But when it comes to food, I’m a little emotional. They say my blood is made of chocolates and ice-creams.
For some I’m an Introvert, for some an Extrovert. But I’m neither an Introvert nor an Extrovert. I’m an Ambivert, a solid mix of both. It’s sometimes difficult for me to know which side of my personality to lead with in a given situation. Sometimes I get stuck—not realizing that I need to change my approach just making things worse. Sarcasm falls out of my mouth. It’s the one constant in a sea of variables irrespective of who I am.


Who am I?  I’m just anonymous.


Former genius, currently confused. Speaks fluent sarcasm. An Ambivert who is smart and dumb at the same time. Always confused between two extremes. Not your average foodie, my blood is made of chocolates and ice-creams.

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