Love Is The Strongest Medicine: Notes from a Cancer Doctor on Connection, Creativity, and Compassion

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Over Me

Over Me

I couldn't endure much more.

Things were getting bad at work.

Pretending everything was fine.

Honky dory.

I wasn't having fun.

And nothing was changing.

Something had to give.

I had to take a stand.

Stand up for what I believed.

For who I was.

What I thought was possible.

In work.

In life.

In workability.

In livelihood.

And guess what?

It worked.

I shared from my heart.

I was vulnerable.

I asked questions.

I listened more than spoke.

I made requests.

I did my best.

I released the rest.

I wasn't attached to the outcome.

Yeah, it really worked.

People had my back.

They rallied behind me.

A revolution.

We came together.

Back then.

Over me.