An Original Poem reflecting on the many potential past lives who have impacted the soul I am today.

I have mental OCD. I overthink. I overanalyze. I overexplain. I over-beat-myself-up. Then I overthink some more. But I no longer feel shame.

After losing my job, I underwent a journey to self-discovery. I kept hearing a little voice that said "dabble." Here's how I made it real.