Calling it home
One of the many lessons I learned over the pandemic is that it is perfectly valid to feel…
Wisdom from a wisdom tooth
It was Sept. 1, a time to welcome a new season that brings joy to everyone with Jose…
Dance of generations
Growing up can indeed be a painful experience.
Sources and scorers
I am a drug addict. I have been so for five-and-a-half years.
Sleepless nights
You can never tell what's on a person's mind, especially mine since the wheels in my head spin rapidly nonstop.
The year of living adventurously
I am inside a Cubao mall cinema with a college friend when she suddenly places her phone screen…
A kind of resilience
People love resilience stories. They gobble “what didn’t kill me made me stronger” narratives like crooking their index…
La vida lithium
If you share living or working space with someone who has bipolar disorder, and you claim that you have never felt (a) disdain, (b) pity, (c) irritation, (d) fear, or (e) all of the above at any given time, give yourself a pat on the back.
Walking distance
My sister and I are both working and decided to rent an apartment since it would be exhausting…