Oh hey. Yeah, I know…it’s been awhile. I decided to wean off my antidepressants this month. I’ve been on Lexapro and Wellbutrin for five years now and have concluded that it’s time to cut the glorious chord of happy pills. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a huge advocate for these types of medications. Antidepressants aided me to get sober, mourn the absence of my mother, and basically helped me…be normal. It’s hard to put in words why I want to come off these drugs. It’s more of my gut’s desire. A notion that my mind is ready and even craves to heal itself. So I’ve been taking it easy. Hence, no recent prunes. But I think I’m ready to be back. Honestly, I’ve missed….us. Have you?
For me, not writing seems wrong… a way of giving up hope. I grew up with silence and lies. That way of life is deadly. This blog is where I write about my past and understand my future. I get to change my narrative and make you be a witness to it all…often in present time.
Whoa. What the hell are these prunes?!?!
I mean, this blog is not your typical blog. You won’t find any inside scoop about what the best moisturizer there is to get ( ORGINS: Age-Defense Moisturizer with White Tea), or where the best street tacos in Los Angeles are located ( Sunset Blvd around Coronado St.), or even how to put an hex on that guy who ghosted you (two chicken eggs, a whole tomato mixed with your bestie’s menstrual blood during a full moon. If she refuses, she’s not your best friend. There’s a different hex for her then).
Nope. Prunes are more than a google search. Prunes are where you find the inside scoop… to my soul. And perhaps along the way, something will resonate with you. And if so, I apologize in advance.
We are not here to simply eat, fuck, work and reproduce. Although at times it feels like that, and that’s why we get depressed. We have a longing for the why. We are meaning seeking creatures that makes us different than other animals on this planet. Some people turn to religion. Some people turn to Bernie Sanders. For me, I turn to this.
So I’m back. Somewhat spacey. Somewhat fearful. Somewhat timid. But…most importantly, I’m back.
Oh. I also rescued a 6 month puppy from Puerto Rico and named her Maisie Pineapple.