It is a holiday today here in the Philippines but I had to go to work. I am not complaining. Though the pay is not what I am expecting, it is better than just staying at home. The problem is I am manic. Something connected to my special situation. What happens when I am manic? It depends. I can describe what it is these days—– I can’t say no to food requests. Also one moment I am happy then the next I am crying. Mixed emotions which is energy draining. I can’t sleep now that’s why I resorted to writing. Anyone out there in the same boat as me? We should hang out. Let me know.