Too Much and Not Enough 

Note from Dr. Ming:

This poem emerged from the ache of ambition and exhaustion colliding—of trying to create from a place still healing. Jimmy has shared openly about the pull to do everything now, and the fear that doing too much means breaking something. But underneath all that momentum is something deeply human: the desire to matter.

Therapy doesn’t always slow the mind down—but it can soften how we relate to it. This poem holds that paradox: overwhelmed, but present. Tired, but trying. And still—creating.

“Too Much and Not Enough”

My mind is an open tab

with a thousand windows,

each shouting a version of the truth,

none letting me rest.

I am always building—

pages, poems, personas,

stacking sense atop survival,

hoping something will hold.

But in the quiet?

I still forget the name of joy,

still flinch at kindness,

still wait for the cost.

Creation feels like breathing in reverse—

exhale what hurts,

hope something healing comes back in.

And yet,

I show up.

I speak.

I write.

I don’t stop.

That’s not “too much.”

That’s enough.