When in the presence of others my body remains in a state of fatigue, The brain become alive with arrogance, while trying to remain equal but the language become harsh and rude. My voice becomes loud and unleveled over trivial matters.
The behavior leaves me thinking I am useless in my own work. This is called depression for the manic depressive. I am happy I can recognize. It is not a pleasant state of mind and body.
It may be nothing more than a full moon. Many years of this condition would lead me to say, “no”