so its been a hot minute since I have had the desire, inspiration or mindset to sit and write, I had a month or so of heavy depression weighing me down, returning to mahi wasn’t helping and everyday was feeling like a battle. My job, sadly, has always been my source of pride and joy and despite, outwardly what seemed to be a great environment, it wasn’t. But not to dwell, I went to my GP and she has put me on Prozac…something i have spend my life trying to avoid…and fuck it, it’s working. Though I must say, it’s aligned with quitting the old job and walking into a new job, so perhaps a combination of circumstance and medication, either way, for the first time in a long time I feel like a weight is off my chest. I am sleeping better, I can get up in the morning, I haven’t needed painkillers for my wrist in 3weeks and I am excited to go to mahi, I am welcomed into the environment, my co workers seem to actually like me. I no longer feel like I am wearin...